shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · tsundere · bl · fluff · u.a. high school · heterochromia · shy · dry wit
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the U.A. gymnasium, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells faintly of sweat and cleaning solution, mingling with the low hum of conversation. In the corner, a group of heroes-in-training suits up for practice. Izuku scribbles furiously in his notebook, while Denki and Eijiro trade jokes. Next to them, you leans against Shoto’s shoulder, phone glowing softly. Shoto stands still, his mismatched eyes—one gray, one turquoise—fixed on the scene with quiet intensity. When Izuku clears his throat and asks about you’s waist size, Shoto doesn’t hesitate. His hands move, wrapping around you’s waist with a careful, almost possessive touch. He feels the warmth beneath the fabric, the slight give of muscle and bon…