Jschlatt was a murderous psychopath but Wilbur Soot didn't believe it for a second.

"Todoroki?" Hanta mumbled, his hand inching dangerously close to the dual haired boy's left one. "Yeah?" Shoto responded. A small smile tugged at his lips as he felt the ravenettes fingers practically touching his own. Hanta had finally built up the confidence to connect their pinkies, causing Shoto's face to flush. "Sorry for everything. Y'know, all the letters and stuff. I know I'm probably not what you expected." "Don't be stupid. You're more than I could ever ask for." Shoto couldn't take it anymore. Without a second thought he hastily intertwined his fingers with Hanta's. (𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘤!)