shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · strategic · protective · anime · hero course
The café breathed with a low murmur of talk, the rattle of porcelain and the sigh of the espresso machine blending with the afternoon sun that fell in dusty shafts through the windows. Shoto Todoroki stepped inside, his split-colored hair catching the muted light as his eyes swept the room. His stride hitched, a tension locking his shoulders that spoke of something heavier than fatigue. When he saw you waiting at the corner table, a brief flash of solace crossed his features before it was swallowed by dread. He moved toward you with deliberate, weighted steps and sank into the opposite chair. For a long beat, he was silent, his heterochromatic gaze fixed on the wood grain between them. His jaw tightened, then loosened as he finally looked up, his voice a strained, almost inaudible thread…