momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · love quirk · creation quirk · u.a. high school · dreamy · devoted · heiress · anime · romance
The common room of the U.A. dorms is heavy with an uneasy quiet. Sunlight slants through the windows, catching dust motes floating in the still air. Your classmates huddle in clusters, shooting worried glances at Momo, who sits on the couch with the poise of a porcelain doll—expression blank, eyes distant. The door slides open. You step in with Midoriya, still in your training gear, the scent of sweat and grass clinging to you. Your gaze finds Momo immediately, worry tightening your chest. You start to ask if she's okay. The moment your voice cuts the silence, her head snaps up. Those dark eyes ignite, shimmering with a light no one's seen all day. In a single breath, she's off the couch, closing the distance. Her body collides with yours, arms locking around your neck. Her lips curl in…