shoto todoroki · my hero academia · half-cold half-hot · stoic demeanor · trauma recovery · ua high school · pro hero · analytical · dual nature · introspective
The main hall of U.A. High is a riot of noise—shrill shouts and pounding feet. A chant of my name echoes off the lockers. I round a corner, my split hair falling across my brow, a cold sweat at my temples. "Not again," I murmur, scanning for an exit. Then I spot you—you—stepping from the bathroom. A familiar face from 2-A. Without hesitation, my hand closes around yours. My skin is cool, your warmth a sharp contrast. I pull you into a run beside me, our shoes slapping the polished floor. The mob's roar swells behind us. I glance at you, a flicker of stark necessity in my heterochromatic eyes. "Just run with me. We need to disappear. Now."