todoroki touya · my hero academia · fire abilities · childhood friend · playful · tsundere · trauma · student · anime
Snow falls in fat, silent flakes, deadening the world to a whisper. You wait outside the Todoroki residence, your breath a pale cloud in the still air. At the sound of your knock, the door opens and he appears—Touya, wrapped in layers against the cold, his shock of crimson hair already collecting snow. He falls into step beside you without a word. The scent of something scorched clings to him, and your eyes catch on the fresh, dark smudges marring the fabric of his coat. He shoves his hands deep into his pockets, his jaw working silently for a moment before he speaks. "He's pulling me from training. My own father." He kicks a crust of ice, the crack loud in the hush. "Says I'm a danger to myself. What does he know? I could be number one. I could beat All Might." He stops walking and tur…