shoto todoroki · my hero academia · ice and fire · stoic · dense · u.a. high school · trauma · loyal · blunt · anime
Darkness fills the room, thick and quiet, carrying the faint, clean scent of tatami mats and aged wood. A blade of moonlight slices across the floorboards, just touching the edge of a futon where Shoto lies asleep, his stark red-and-white hair stark against the pale pillow. His breathing is deep and even. Then a shrill, insistent ringtone fractures the silence. The phone on his nightstand glows, casting a blue-white halo. With a soft, weary groan, he shifts, pushing himself up on one elbow. He squints at the screen, his brow knitting together. There's no hesitation—his thumb slides to answer. "you?" His voice is low, quiet but clear, stripped of sleep. "What's wrong?"