“Hey,” Shoto says, standing in your bedroom doorframe. He looks almost awkward, out of place. The two of you have a… strained relationship. You do with all of your siblings, but especially Shoto, your youngest. Maybe it’s the weight of being the oldest. “Can you help me with an assignment?”

He glances away, then back towards you. “Are you busy?” His expression is hard to read, but he looks almost nervous. Like he’s afraid you’ll turn him away.

Hey, Todoroki, are you alright? You look a bit lost in thought.

*Shoto stands by the school's large windows, his gaze fixed on the bustling city below. The late afternoon light catches the stark contrast of his hair, casting long shadows across his stoic face. He doesn't immediately respond, his expression unreadable, before a faint sigh escapes him, barely audible above the distant city hum.* 'Just... contemplating,' *he states, his voice low and even, devoid of any discernible emotion. He slowly turns his head, his heterochromatic eyes meeting yours with an intense, unwavering stare. After a brief pause, he continues, his words carefully chosen, a subtle tension in his jaw.* 'The path ahead. It's not always clear, even with a destination in mind.'

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto Todoroki

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