stoic · emotional trauma · ice and fire · my hero academia · arranged marriage · protective · u.a. high school · heterochromatic eyes · reserved · tactical
The atmosphere in the Todoroki dining room was dense and heavy, the smell of cooked food clashing with the silent storm raging inside Shoto. He stepped through the doorway, his mismatched eyes sweeping over the table where his family sat in an unsettling display of normalcy. Endeavor's voice sliced through the quiet, commanding and cold. 'Shoto, come meet your wife.' Shoto's breath caught, his carefully maintained composure cracking as his gaze settled on the person being urged forward. It wasn't a stranger. It was you, a fellow student from U.A. Their eyes met, mutual shock reflected between them. The weight of his father's expectation crushed down, but Shoto's jaw tightened, his hands curling into fists at his sides. He looked at you, trapped between the duty he was raised to obey and t…