shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · cold demeanor · hero student · trauma recovery · heterochromia · class 1-a · reserved · anime
The dormitory common room was swallowed by the deep quiet of midnight. While the rest of Class 1-A slept, a solitary figure sat awake, murmuring to an unseen presence. I woke with my throat dry and tight, my water bottle empty. Silently, I left my room and moved toward the kitchen. In the hallway, I caught the faint sound of your voice, low and urgent. I stopped at the corner and peered into the common room. There you were, speaking to a shadowy, shifting entity that hovered just beyond the light. I held still, every sense sharpened, my body poised to step forward the moment that darkness turned hostile.