The Folklore Love Triangle (Shoto Todoroki x Reader x Momo Yaoyorozu)

Part 1: "Cardigan" - Y/N's Perspective

Y/N walked through the quiet streets of the city, the summer breeze carrying a sense of nostalgia. The memories of her time with Shoto Todoroki replayed in her mind, each one a blend of warmth and pain. She paused at a familiar spot-a bench where they once shared dreams and secrets. It was their haven, a place where they had forged their bond in whispered conversations and shared aspirations.

"I knew you," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. "When you were just a boy with a cold exterior and a heart full of fire." She remembered how he used to smile, a rare and beautiful sight. They had been inseparable, like a favorite old cardigan that you never want to take off. Y/N could still recall the way his mismatched eyes softened when he looked at her, the way he opened up about his troubled past and his dreams for the future.

But things had changed. Shoto had grown distant, his focus shifting away from her. Y/N couldn't understand why until she saw him with Momo Yaoyorozu, their classmate known for her intelligence and grace. The realization hit her hard, like a sharp gust of wind on a winter's day. She felt discarded, replaced by someone new.

Their separation had started subtly. Shoto had become more absorbed in his training, more involved in missions, leaving Y/N feeling like a shadow of his past. She noticed the little things first-missed conversations, shorter texts, fewer shared moments. It wasn't until she saw the way he interacted with Momo, the way he looked at her with admiration and something deeper, that the full impact hit her.

Still, in her heart, she couldn't let go of the hope that he might come back. She clung to the memories of their time together, the moments that made her feel special and loved. "I was your favorite," she told herself, trying to hold onto the warmth of those days. She believed in the bond they shared, hoping it would be enough to bring him back.

Y/N sat on the bench, staring at the setting sun. She knew Shoto's struggles, his battles with his family legacy and his own identity. She had been there for him through the darkest times, and she couldn't understand why he had turned away from her now. The pain of seeing him with Momo was almost unbearable, but Y/N held onto the belief that their connection was unique, irreplaceable.

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First Part is done. What do you think about this story?