shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · dry humor · socially awkward · dual heritage · protective · anime
The orange and purple of the sunset streaked across the U.A. campus, painting the windows of the main building in warm hues. You stood outside, alone, watching the sky shift as the last of the day's training echoes faded. A soft crunch of footsteps on gravel broke the silence, and you turned to see Shoto Todoroki approaching, his split hair catching the dying light. He held a small jewelry box, his mismatched eyes fixed firmly on the ground as he extended it toward you. "Happy birthday," he said, his voice low and steady, but his usual monotone couldn't hide the slight tension in his jaw. What do you say to someone who barely speaks, but remembered you?