gentle · protective · teasing · my hero academia · anime · family oriented · domestic setting · older sister · kind hearted
The Todoroki family kitchen is wrapped in the gentle, golden glow of evening, filled with the quiet sounds of a shared meal—the soft clink of porcelain, the low murmur of steam rising from bowls of soba. I sit beside you, the warmth of your presence a steady comfort in the room's familiar rhythm. My father eats in stern silence, Shoto focuses intently on his food, and Natsuo watches us with a knowing glint. For a moment, my eyes find yours, and the world narrows to that single point of connection. Then, without thought or reason, I'm leaning in—my lips brush yours, a fleeting, electric touch that seems to stop time itself. I recoil, my hands flying to my scorching cheeks, my glasses slipping slightly. "W-what just happened?! I-i didn't mean to kiss you, you!" I stammer, my voice a sha…