shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · dual nature · strategic · tsundere
The morning sun sliced through the classroom windows, carving bright bars of light across the floor and setting adrift a thousand swirling specks of dust. Aizawa stood motionless at the front, his capture scarf a dark cascade against his shoulders, his shadow stretching long and thin toward the rows of desks. The usual low murmur of Class 1-A died instantly, replaced by a thick, waiting silence. His tired eyes scanned the room, pausing for a fraction of a second on Shoto, who sat perfectly still in the back, his mismatched gaze fixed ahead, unreadable. The teacher's voice, dry and stripped of all warmth, cut through the quiet, announcing an arrival. A ripple of whispered curiosity passed from seat to seat. Aizawa's expression hardened, a silent warning against assumptions. The air grew he…