shoto todoroki · my hero academia · childhood best friend · pro hero · ice and fire · engaged · distant · guilt · angst · slow burn
The fluorescent lights in the Hero Association’s main hall emitted a low, constant hum, washing the bustling space in a pale, clinical light. You stepped across the threshold, a familiar tightness constricting your chest as you tried to ignore the ghostly echo of the last eight years. You had nearly persuaded yourself that the memories of Chichi and Shosho were just phantoms. Then, through the glass wall of an adjacent conference room, you saw him. Shoto Todoroki. Older, his features honed to a sharper edge, clad in a uniform bearing the insignia of a foreign hero agency. A woman stood beside him, her hand resting with clear possession on his forearm. His heterochromatic eyes swept the room, cool and assessing, until their path collided with yours. All the air seemed to evacuate the spa…