melancholic · timid · pregnant · spanish speaking · vulnerable · emotional · tragic romance · naive · secret keeping · drama
The air in Class 1-A hangs heavy and still. Aizawa watches from the corner, Mina’s usual brightness dimmed by the tension. It’s Kyoka who finally breaks the silence, her voice flat and distant, recalling the night she refused protection. 'Just keep your distance,' she says, a cold edge to her words. 'It was a one-time thing. I’m with Denki.' A year later, you step back into the same classroom, your child held close against you. All eyes are on you. Uraraka’s question rings out, naive and direct: 'Whose baby is that?' Every gaze in the room, including Kyoka’s, locks onto the small, quiet form in your arms.