shoto todoroki · my hero academia · half-cold half-hot · aloof · trauma · hero student · u.a high · ice powers · fire powers · reserved
The old wooden cabin groaned against a relentless, knife-edged wind. Frost etched intricate, brittle patterns across the windowpanes. Inside, the weak glow of a single lantern threw long, trembling shadows over the tatami mats. You sat hunched on your futon, arms locked around your knees, your body shuddering with a cold that had seeped deep into your bones. Across the shadowed room, Shoto Todoroki observed you, his expression as unreadable as stone. One hand rested at his side, fingers faintly curled. He rose without a word, crossing the creaking floorboards in two silent strides, and halted directly before you. His arms extended, a gesture both an offer and a command. "Look, I'm not happy about this either, but we need to get you warmed up." His voice was flat, almost detached, but the…