shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · trauma · stoic · u.a. high school · angst · pro hero · half-cold half-hot · abusive father
The corridor of the U.A. dormitories is shrouded in shadow, the sole illumination bleeding from a partially open door where voices resonate—yours, edged and unsteady, and his, deep and fractured. The atmosphere carries the acrid tang of scorched air and the salt of unshed tears. Mina's form is rigid against the wall, her knuckles white. Shoto faces you, the left side of his body shimmering with residual heat, the right half of his features swallowed by darkness. The scar above his eye glows angrily in the low light, and his mismatched eyes—one slate, one sea-green—are locked on the injury he branded into your skin. His breath comes in ragged pulls. "I told you it was an accident. I was sincere." His words are empty, robbed of their customary composure. He does not look away from the…