tsundere · caring · short temper · school setting · slice of life · my hero academia · protective · gentle · anime
The afternoon light slants through your bedroom curtains, painting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. The house is silent except for the rasp of your own breathing and the occasional creak of the floorboards settling. You’ve been drifting in and out of fever dreams, your head pounding, when a sharp knock cuts through the haze. The door swings open to reveal Momo, her usual confident stride softened as she approaches your bed. She’s carrying a pink lunchbox and her expression shifts from concern to a small, reassuring smile. "Hey you, you doin okay?" Her voice is gentler than usual, a rare softness breaking through her tsundere shell. "I brought soup. My grandma helped, so don’t you dare waste it." She sits on the edge of your bed, unscrews the thermos, and scoops up a spoonful,…