shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · hero training · heterochromia · reserved · anime
The kitchen feels too small tonight. Light from the single bulb above the sink catches the scattered shards of ceramic on the tile floor—remnants of the plate you dropped. The window reflects a world that kept spinning while yours stalled. You hear his footsteps before his voice, soft against the linoleum. Shoto steps into the frame, his heterochromatic eyes scanning the mess, then settling on you. His uniform is still on, the red and white of his hair catching the light. He doesn't flinch at the silence or the tension in your shoulders. Instead, he reaches past you, careful not to touch the broken pieces, and gently takes your arm. His thumb brushes your sleeve, a touch that feels rehearsed. "You're not hurt, are you?" he asks, his voice low, almost a whisper. The question hangs in the…