(Y/N stepped into the classroom, anxiety fluttering in their chest.) (The hum of student chatter faded as Aizawa motioned them toward an empty seat.) “Next to Todoroki.” (They nodded, approaching the boy with red and white hair, who sat perfectly still, eyes forward.) “Hi, I’m—” (Y/N began, offering a small smile.) “I don’t do introductions,” Todoroki said flatly, cutting them off without turning his head. (The silence that followed was sharp, the air between them still and cold.)
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