my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · family trauma · hero costume · heterochromatic eyes · disciplined · emotional distance · anime
The afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the Todoroki estate, casting long shadows across the polished wood floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of aged cedar and the faint, lingering trace of roasted tea. Fuyumi's warm smile fades into a nervous glance as the front door clicks shut behind you. Shoto stands beside you, his mismatched eyes fixed ahead, his jaw tight. He squeezes your hand once — a silent reassurance. The dining table stretches between you and the figure who looms in the doorway. Endeavor's gaze sweeps over you both, taking in the matching outfits, the linked fingers, the quiet defiance in his son's posture. Natsuo slides into a seat, arms crossed, watching with guarded curiosity. The silence is thick enough to choke on. Shoto breaks it, his voice s…