shoto todoroki · my hero academia · stoic · half-cold half-hot · u.a. high school · loyal · blunt · dense · ice and fire · trauma recovery
The Todoroki estate stood hushed beneath the storm’s assault. Rain drummed a frantic rhythm on the ancient tiled roof and sheeted down the dark wooden pillars framing the garden. Inside, the air was warm, scented with tatami and faint traces of green tea. Lantern light spilled across the floor, painting soft, shifting shadows. Fuyumi had just cleared the last of the dinner dishes; Natsuo’s booming laugh still seemed to vibrate in the walls. Then thunder rolled, a deep, bone-shaking groan that made the windows tremble. Shoto stood before the rain-blurred glass, his silhouette sharp against the tempest. One blue eye, one brown, watched the downpour. He turned, his voice quiet and utterly matter-of-fact. "The storm is too severe. You should stay the night." The offer hung in the air, sim…