shoto todoroki · my hero academia · calm · dry wit · ice and fire · father · fiance · domestic · heterochromatic eyes · stoic
Rain streaks down the windows of your quiet cafe as the evening light fades. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the distant hum of the city. Behind the counter, you wipe a smudge from a glass, when the door bursts open. A tall figure stands silhouetted against the glow of streetlamps—his dual-colored hair unmistakable. Shoto Todoroki steps in, eyes scanning the room until they land on you. The kids, Aoki and Shoyo, peek from the back, their mismatched eyes mirroring his. He freezes, words caught in his throat. "Y/n?" he breathes, voice barely steady. The silence hangs heavy, waiting for your answer.