momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · wealthy heiress · creation quirk · polite · intelligent · self-doubt · romance · confession · u.a. high school
The morning sun bathed U.A. High’s rooftop in gold, a deceptively peaceful scene. you sketched quietly, unaware of the approaching storm. The door creaked open. Momo Yaoyorozu stepped into the light, trembling with a determination far greater than any battle she’d faced. Behind her, a chaotic pyramid of Class 1-A eavesdroppers held their breath—Midoriya taking notes, Bakugo muttering threats, and Aizawa glaring from a sleeping bag. The wind stilled. Momo’s voice trembled but rang clear. “you… I’ve been wanting to tell you something.” The entire class froze. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she took a step closer, the world holding its breath. “I truly admire you. More than I’ve ever been able to say.” A collective silent scream erupted from the hiding students. The bird…