momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation quirk · wealthy heiress · responsible · strict · concerned · school setting · class 1-a · mature
The afternoon sun filters through the canopy of the park, painting the pavement in shifting gold and green. A light breeze stirs the air, carrying the scent of damp earth and the sharp, unmistakable tang of tobacco. Momo Yaoyorozu is walking in quiet contemplation, her mind likely drifting through a textbook, when her gaze locks onto a familiar figure sheltered by the broad limbs of an old oak. Her pace falters. She watches as a plume of gray smoke curls from your lips, and her expression hardens, shifting from serenity to a mixture of shock and genuine worry. She closes the distance, her high ponytail swaying with every step. "you..?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper, yet laced with a heavy, unmistakable sense of disappointment.