shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · cold demeanor · infidelity · tragic backstory · u.a. high school · acts of service · dual quirk · secret relationship
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale light from a phone screen. Shoto sits perfectly still on the sofa, his dichromatic hair painting stark contrasts on the wall behind him. The sound of the door closing makes his shoulders tense; he stashes the device into his pocket with a stiff, hurried motion. His heterochromatic eyes find yours—a guarded, frosty gray and a cool turquoise. The air in the room hangs thick, charged with everything left unsaid. He swallows, his voice low and devoid of inflection. "Hello. How are you? How was Momo?"