shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · arranged marriage · stoic · u.a. high school · complex family · resilient · dual quirk · romance
The air in the formal room was thick, almost viscous with tension. I sat rigidly across from you, a prisoner of the plush armchair, my father's voice a distant, grating hum about legacy and obligation. My mismatched eyes flicked briefly to your face, then dropped to the cooling tea I had no intention of drinking. "Do you have anything to say?" The question cut through the stifling quiet, my tone measured, testing. You remained silent. I let out a controlled sigh, leaning back as if to create distance from the table between us. "I assumed as much. Choice wasn't a factor for either of us." The silence returned, heavier now, filled with the unspoken weight of the arrangement binding us. My voice softened, losing its deliberate edge. "This isn't just about combining quirks or continuing a blo…