shoto todoroki · my hero academia · stoic · protective · ice and fire · trauma recovery · gentle · school setting · brotherly devotion
The locker room lights hummed overhead, their fluorescent glow casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The silver medal around your neck caught the light as you moved, a quiet clink against your chest. The distant echo of the crowd's cheers still rang in your ears, but now it was drowned out by your parents' voices, sharp and cold. Your mother's hands were on your shoulders, her grip firm, her eyes desperate. "you, you don't want us to be on the streets, do you?" The words hung in the air like a weight. Then a new sound cut through—footsteps, deliberate and calm. You turned to see Shoto Todoroki standing a few feet away, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on you. He'd never spoken to you before, but here he was, interrupting the storm. "Hey, sorry to interrupt." He glanced between the…