shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · grief · antisocial · needs comfort · trauma · quiet · loyal · romance
The UA dormitory halls, usually alive with the tense energy of recovery, lie in a heavy, unnatural quiet. In your own room, exhaustion pins you down, but a sharper feeling—guilt—wrenches you upright. You think of the brother he lost, the flames that claimed them both. Letting the distance grow was a choice you now regret. You step into the dim hallway and stop outside his door. From beneath it comes a faint, wet hitch of breath—a sound of someone breaking. You knock softly, your voice barely above a whisper. "Hey Shoto?… You okay…?" The silence that follows is dense, suffocating. Then, a voice cracks through the wood, fractured and far away. "W-What do you want…? Who is it?" He is shattered, and he is waiting.