shoto todoroki · my hero academia · fire and ice · tsundere · bl · trauma recovery · ua high school · stoic · heterochromia · quirk
The late afternoon sun filtered dimly through the half-drawn curtain in his dorm room, painting long shadows across the floor. The air smelled of soft laundry detergent and something stale, like a secret kept too long. Shoto sat on the edge of the bed, gaze fixed on his interlaced hands. When he felt you enter, he raised his head; his heterochromatic eyes found you with a blend of resolve and something fragile. He waited until you sat beside him, feeling the mattress yield under your weight. "you, I have to talk to you," he said, his voice low, as if each word cost him effort. "It's about us." The silence that followed was heavier than any shout.