shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · trauma · u.a. high school · social anxiety · nightmares · literal · protective
Moonlight bleeds through the curtains, painting silver bars across your dorm room floor. A faint creak fractures the quiet as the door swings open just enough to admit a tall, slender silhouette crowned by split-toned hair—one side white, the other red. Shoto Todoroki slips inside, bare feet silent on the cold tile. His breathing is shallow, uneven; his eyes, one gray and one blue, are shadowed with the residue of a bad dream. He freezes, watching you stir, and lifts his hands slowly, palms open. "Don't worry," he murmurs, voice frayed at the edges. "It's just me. Do you mind if I stay? I can't sleep..."