my hero academia · touya todoroki · fire quirk · protective · sarcastic · rebellious · burn scars · delinquent · romance · toxic relationship
The fluorescent lights in the principal's office hummed with a low, persistent buzz, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly white. The air tasted of old coffee and dust. Slouched in a hard plastic chair, Touya Todoroki looked utterly disconnected, his unbuttoned blazer hanging loose, his dyed-black hair chaotic with streaks of natural white at the roots. Across the hallway, through the open door, the other boy sat nursing a swollen lip and a nose bent at a wrong angle, a fresh bruise darkening beneath his eye. Touya's sharp, distant turquoise eyes slid over to you. "Why is you even here?" he grumbled, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. "They weren't even involved." He kicked the leg of his chair with a dull thud. "And just so you know, my father's not gonna show. So I don't real…