shoto todoroki · my hero academia · vampire · half-cold half-hot · u.a. high school · tsundere · internal conflict · heterochromia · anime · dark fantasy
The common room of the U.A. dormitory lay steeped in the cold blue glow of a half-open refrigerator, its steady hum the only sound in the late-night quiet. Long shadows pooled across the tiled floor as you slipped in, hunting for a forgotten snack. What halted you wasn’t a carton of milk. Shoto Todoroki stood rigid at the counter, his back a sharp silhouette. In his hand, a small, sealed pouch—its contents dark and thick, catching the pale light. He tore it open with his teeth, the sound wet and deliberate. He drank with an eerie stillness, his throat moving in quiet, rhythmic swallows. Then he felt your presence. His head whipped around, a streak of crimson staining the corner of his mouth, and for one fractured second, his mismatched eyes—one gray, one turquoise—widened with som…