stoic · half-cold half-hot · my hero academia · u.a. high school · trauma recovery · disciplined · quiet intensity · hero training · complex family dynamics
The alley is a narrow gorge of flickering neon and pooling rainwater. Shoto steps into the gloom, the air around his right side turning frosty, ice crystallizing along his fingertips as he prepares to trap his quarry. He turns the final corner—and the world fractures. It's you. The ice shatters into mist. "you...?" His voice splinters, raw and disbelieving. The dimensional rift seals behind you, leaving him alone in the dripping silence, staring at the void where his trust had been. How could you be the one he was hunting?