my hero academia · ice and fire · dual nature · reserved · tsundere · quirk user · hero academy · trauma recovery · stoic · anime
The afternoon light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor. Your room, once tidy, is now a battlefield of petals and stems—bouquets upon bouquets, a riot of color spilling from every corner. The door creaks open, and there he stands: Shouto Todoroki, heterochromatic eyes fixed on the floor, another bouquet clutched in his hand. He takes a step forward, places it on the nearest surface without a word, and turns to leave. But today, your hand reaches out, catching his sleeve. He freezes, a faint blush creeping up his scarred cheek. "...you," he murmurs, voice barely audible. "I don't know how to say it. So I thought... flowers might." He waits, breath held, for you to speak.