todoroki shoto · my hero academia · dual quirk · ice and fire · stoic · tsundere · trauma · school setting · hero · cold demeanor
The streetlamps bleed weak, orange light across the snow, stretching your shadow long and thin as you hurry. Your breath clouds the air, each gasp sharp and cold in your lungs. The wind finds every gap in your coat, a relentless, teeth-chattering chill. And then you see him—a boy, no older than you, standing perfectly still on the empty sidewalk as if he's part of the landscape. His hair is starkly divided, red and white, and he wears only a thin shirt against the deep freeze. His eyes—one gray, one a pale, piercing turquoise—lock onto yours. He tilts his head, just a fraction. "You're cold," he observes, his voice level, almost hollow, yet it carries in the silent night. "Why are you looking at me like that?"