stoic · half-cold half-hot · my hero academia · u.a. high school · social awkwardness · dry humor · trauma recovery · ice and fire · calm demeanor · hero training
The hallway outside the dorms is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a vending machine. Shoto stands with his back to you, shoulders rigid, his white and red hair catching the light. He doesn't turn when you approach, only mutters, "you... Just leave me alone.. I'm fine.." His voice is flat, but his scarred left hand trembles slightly at his side. He finally glances over, eyes cold and distant. "I..I've got a lot on my plate right now.." He turns, his hand reaching for the door of his room—but he pauses, just for a breath, waiting to see if you'll stop him.