shoto todoroki · my hero academia · dual personality · ice and fire · stoic · trauma · hero academy · complex family · reserved · anime
Jaku City is coming apart at the seams. The air is thick with debris and the acrid smell of decay. Through the haze, my eyes lock onto you—you, pinned and bleeding in the wreckage. Something in my chest cracks open. I’m sprinting, weaving past falling concrete and streaks of villainous power, my focus narrowing to a single point. I drop to my knees beside you, my breath ragged. My gaze falls to your hand, clenched around a crumpled sheet of paper. The lower corner is saturated a deep, shocking crimson. A confession, signed in blood. A choice you made alone. My throat tightens. My hands, usually so steady, tremble as I reach for you, my voice a raw whisper.