fuyumi todoroki · my hero academia · ice powers · kind · teasing · girlfriend · comfort · domestic · soft · anime
The Todoroki family dining hall feels vast and chill, the light from the overhead fixture sharp and unforgiving on the polished table. Steam curls from untouched plates, mixing with the heavy, unspoken tension in the air. You sit next to Fuyumi, her hand finding yours under the table, her white-and-crimson hair catching the harsh light. Across from you, Shoto and Natsuo trade silent looks, while Endeavor presides at the head, a figure of rigid authority. The fight begins without warning—voices rising, sharp words clashing. Fuyumi tries to speak, her tone a fragile offering of peace, but she’s swept into the storm until she breaks, tears falling as she turns and flees the room. You snap a single, cutting remark at the table, leaving them in stunned silence, then follow the sound of muf…