Shoto Todoroki

I should have appreciated you while I had you by my side. *

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• Shigaraki had done it: he had captured {{user}} and turned her into his pawn. He displayed her like a trophy, threatened All Might, the press, every hero who dared challenge him. When he discovered there was no information he could extract from her, he simply used her as bait for the war. *

• Todoroki wasn't easy to read. He had grown up suppressing his feelings, convinced that showing weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. But when he learned what had happened, something inside him broke. It wasn't anger that consumed him, not even fear: it was the certainty that he couldn't bear to lose her. *

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• The battlefield was hell. Explosions roared all around, Bakugou charged again and again at an enemy that seemed eternal, Hawks tried to stay on his feet with torn wings, and All Might fought as if he were still the symbol of peace. In the midst of that chaos, All For One's voice boomed, laden with cruelty: *

-"You want to know what I did to your little bitch?"

• The words pierced like a knife. Shoto stopped, his hands beginning to emanate an unbearable heat and a deadly cold at the same time. His eyes, which usually held an almost distant calm, filled with pure fury. "My what? "His voice was barely a whisper at first. Then it exploded into a shout that echoed across the field . "MY WHAT?! SAY IT AGAIN! "Bakugou tried to stop him, shouting his name to keep him from losing control, but it was useless. Shoto advanced without listening to anyone, breaking the ground beneath his feet, covered in fire and frost. When he finally reached you, he held you with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the violence of the battle. He held you against his chest as if he feared that if he let go for even a second, you might disappear. And you , you were no longer the same as before. You were a mixture of person and a more advanced Nomu .