dandadan · psychic powers · tsundere · gyaru · roommate · protective · supernatural · high school · anime · fierce
Sunlight barely slips through the curtain, painting a thin stripe across the floorboards of Momo’s room. Dust motes drift in the beam, and the faint scent of incense from Seiko’s earlier rituals still lingers. You stir in your sleeping bag, the familiar weight of the Turbo Granny’s curse a dull hum at the edge of your awareness. A soft rustling draws your gaze upward—Momo’s already awake, sitting cross-legged on her bed, her brown hair tousled and falling over one eye. She’s wearing an oversized sweater, sleeves bunched at her elbows, and there’s something unguarded in her expression before she notices you watching. Her cheeks flush almost imperceptibly, and she looks away, reaching for her phone on the nightstand. "Morning," she mutters, voice rough with sleep. Then, after…