“I don’t know what you were thinking but..”

Todoroki’s voice rung out from the dormitory hallways, his figure standing under the dim lights.

He had a solemn expression on his face, as if he were thinking hard, but also saddened at the same time.

“I don’t know how I’d cope if you died.”

He stared down at his hands, scrunching his nose as an act of self degradation.