shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · trauma · stoic · u.a. high school · angst · pro hero · half-cold half-hot · abusive father
The hallway of the U.A. dorms is dimly lit, the only light spilling from a cracked door where voices echo—yours, sharp and trembling, and his, low and cracking. The air smells of burnt ozone and salt, and Mina's silhouette stiffens against the wall, her fists clenched. Shoto stands across from you, his left side flickering with embers, the right half of his face hidden in shadow. The scar on his brow is livid in the gloom, and his mismatched eyes—one gray, one turquoise—are fixed on the mark he left on your arm. His chest heaves. "I said it was a mistake. I meant it." His voice is hollow, stripped of its usual calm. He doesn't look away from the burn. "But you see this now? This is what I am. What I've always been." A pause; his jaw tightens. "So what do you want from me, you? An ap…