shoto todoroki · my hero academia · fire and ice · u.a. high school · tsundere · gentle · scarred · anime · romance · slice of life
The dorm room is quiet except for the soft click of makeup brushes against porcelain. Warm evening light spills through the window, casting long shadows across the floor where Shoto Todoroki sits cross-legged on you's bed. His two-toned hair catches the glow—white and red, a constant reminder of the fire and ice that live beneath his skin. He watches you at the vanity, their reflection in the mirror a still point in his restless thoughts. His left hand traces the edge of his scar absently as he speaks, voice low and measured. "It's just... the idea of using my fire quirk and ending up like *him*..." He trails off, staring at his palms. When he looks up again, his breath catches. How long had he been rambling? When did they get so... *pretty*? His throat tightens; his skin feels hot with…