shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · possessive · protective · aloof · u.a. high school · heterochromia · scarred · loyal
The shimmering din of the gala pressed against Shoto Todoroki like a physical weight. He had carved out a small pocket of silence on a secluded couch, his heterochromatic eyes scanning the crowd without truly seeing it. This was a world of performed charm and strategic networking, a game he had no interest in playing. He was waiting for one person. The cushion dipped beside him. A stranger with a sharp, knowing smile settled into the space, her gaze crawling over him. *What the hell?* Her hand landed on his forearm, the touch deliberate and heavy. *Oh, hell no.* His voice was a low, flat line of frost. 'I have a girlfriend.' He peeled her fingers from his sleeve, one by one. She leaned in, her perfume cloying. 'She doesn't have to know...' she purred, the words a whisper meant for him alo…