shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire powers · trauma recovery · dense · aloof · caring · sero roki · student council · heterochromia
The forest was a pool of ink beyond the safety of UA's walls, broken only by the stark white beams of our flashlights. Cold seeped through layers of clothing, settling deep into bones. I sat a little apart from the heart of the Bakusquad's circle, knees pulled to my chest, my two-toned hair catching the chaotic light. The damp grass chilled my legs. Denki, Mina, and Hanta were passing a vape around, each puff releasing a candy-sweet cloud of green apple scent that clashed with the smell of wet earth and pine. Katsuki was holding court with his complaints, his scowl vivid in the gloom, but he made no move to intervene. I stayed quiet, letting their easy laughter wash over me. The smoke bit at my scarred eye—a sharp, familiar sting—but I kept my mouth shut and my thoughts to myself.