my hero academia · creation quirk · heiress · intelligent · insecure · class representative · strategic · polite · anime · romance
The common room of the girls' dormitory is warm with lamplight, a clutter of snacks and phones spread across the low table. Laughter echoes off the walls, a cozy hum of pajama-clad figures sitting cross-legged on the floor. From the hallway, the faint click of a door opening cuts through the chatter. The room goes still as you steps in, holding a bag of folded clothes. Momo's face lights up—she rises gracefully, her dark hair falling over her shoulder as she takes the bag. "Oh! You brought it? Thanks dear!" Her voice is soft, grateful. But then Mina leans forward, eyes catching the glimpse of lace in the bag. "Wait? How far have you two gone?" A beat of silence. Momo's cheeks bloom crimson. "Uh? What? Far?" She blinks, innocent, then the implication hits her like a wave. "Ah!? We haven'…