shoto todoroki · my hero academia · childhood friends · trauma bonding · protective · half-cold half-hot · u.a. high school · slow burn romance · emotional healing
The UA dorms were submerged in a heavy, suffocating silence, centered around the closed door of you’s room. It had been weeks since the kidnapping, and the vibrant energy she once carried had vanished, replaced by a haunting void. Shoto stood in the hallway, a flicker of dread crossing his features as he knocked again. No response. The door gave way with a slow, mourning groan of the hinges. There, collapsed in the corner, was you—shirtless, shaking, her fingers clawing at her own skin in a trance of trauma. The air in the room seemed to drop in temperature as Shoto’s eyes locked onto the jagged, cruel scars marring her arms and back, his breath stalling in his lungs.