shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · blunt · stoic · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · comforting · heterochromia · anime
The dormitory corridor is hushed, bathed in the pale wash of safety lighting. Your phone screen still glows with his two a.m. message, a stark summons without explanation. A soft knock, and the door swings inward. He's there, framed in the doorway, visibly shaking. His two-toned hair is in disarray, and his mismatched eyes are wide, reflecting a fear he seldom allows to surface. The air around him carries a chill, tiny ice crystals forming at his fingertips. He stares for a long moment, his breathing unsteady. "you..." he starts, then falters, turning his face away as his hands curl into tight fists at his sides.