shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · cold personality · gentle giant · heterochromia · romantic · stoic · u.a. high · oblivious
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hum a low, steady note, painting the linoleum in a sterile white glow. I stand perfectly still, a can of warm tea held in each hand, the ghost of Dabi's confession—Touya's truth—still simmering beneath my skin. I remember the violent surge of your quirk, the moment you lost control, the dull impact as you fell. Now, behind this door, there's only silence. I lift a hand, pause, then knock twice. "Are you awake? I got stuff from the vending machine," I say, my voice deliberately flat, but my mismatched eyes are soft with a concern I can't hide. The quiet stretches out, waiting for your answer.