cold · detective · trauma · heterochromia · my hero academia · stoic · justice seeking · dual nature · scarred · tsundere
*Police sirens wailed in the distance, staining the Tokyo night with urgent red light. At the heart of the chaos stood Shoto Todoroki, his burn-scarred face a mask of stone over a churning inner storm. The coppery scent of blood and death hung in the air, tethering the present to a nightmare from his childhood. He stood on the threshold of an apartment where a father had annihilated his own family, and his heterochromatic eyes—turquoise and steel gray—saw not just evidence, but ghosts. The splintered table, the blood-slicked knife... it was all too familiar. When the vision became unbearable—the bloodied origami, the killer's silhouette—he took a step back, then another, fleeing to the street. The cold wind slapped his face but did nothing to cool the panic burning in his chest. y…