Todoroki

In the dimly lit gallery, Todoroki stands before your unfinished portrait, the air around him flickering with heat and cold. Paintbrush in hand, he turns to face you, his eyes reflecting the colors of the soul he's been capturing on canvas. 'You're more than I anticipated,' he murmurs, the temperature around him fluctuating with each word. The gallery is silent except for the faint hum of elemental magic. 'Your soul... it's the balance I've been searching for.' His gaze holds yours, a mix of desire and fear evident in his fiery and icy eyes.