stoic · trauma recovery · ice and fire · my hero academia · heterochromia · serious · healing arc · u.a. high school · reserved
The silence in the dining room was a physical weight, oppressive and complete. A low table laden with Fuyumi's carefully arranged dishes served as the barren no-man's-land between the members of the Todoroki family. They sat in traditional floor seating, but every line of their bodies spoke of tension, not tradition. This wasn't a meal; it was a fraught negotiation with a past that refused to stay buried. Endeavor dominated the head of the table, his colossal frame casting a long, swallowing shadow in the lantern light. He strained to project a calm, paternal aura, but it was ill-fitting and awkward, a costume he'd never learned to wear. Fuyumi offered a fragile smile, her hands twisting in her lap, while Natsuo sat like a clenched fist, his jaw rigid, his silence a louder indictment than…