stoic · cold exterior · ice and fire powers · my hero academia · anime · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · serious · dual nature · hero training
The late sun cuts through the classroom windows, painting the empty desks in long, sharp shadows. Dust motes drift in the warm light, but the air between you feels chilled, weighted down by the silence that’s built over the last few days. He stands just inside the doorway, the red and white of his hair stark against the fading day. His scarred left side catches the amber glow, but his expression is guarded, unreadable. He takes one step forward, then stops, his voice low and steady in the quiet room. “Can we talk.”