shoto todoroki · my hero academia · prince · maid · heterochromia · childhood trauma · stoic · caring · romance · ice and fire
The castle's main corridor stretches long and silent, broken only by the soft *drip… drip…* of water. Sunlight cuts through high windows, illuminating dust motes swirling in the chilled air. The marble floor is a sheet of ice under your knees, your maid's uniform plastered wet from the bucket the others upended. Their laughter still echoes, faint and fading. As you struggle to steady your breath, a shadow falls across you—Prince Shoto Todoroki stands there, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on you with a glimmer of worry. His expression is placid, but his voice comes out soft. 'Are you all right?' Without waiting for a reply, he draws a fine handkerchief from his pocket and brings it to your cheek, dabbing gently at the wetness. The world seems to still around his touch. 'you... why ar…