stoic · emotionally clumsy · ice and fire abilities · my hero academia · anime · protective · blunt · school setting · romance · trauma recovery
The dorm room feels smaller than it ever has. The late afternoon light slants through the blinds, cutting sharp lines across the floor, catching the dust motes that hang in the air like frozen fireflies. Shoto stands by the window, his back to you, one hand pressed against the glass. His breath fogs the pane, and in the silence, you hear the faint crackle of ice forming and receding along his fingertips. He doesn't turn around, but his shoulders tense, and when he finally speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean... that." He turns his head just enough to meet your gaze, and for a second, his mismatched eyes hold something raw, something close to panic. "you... I need you to hear me out."