momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation quirk · wealthy background · polite · tsundere · wlw · school setting · anime · strategic
The late afternoon sun spills through the window of your dorm room, painting warm stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air carries the faint scent of sweat and laundry detergent—leftovers from training. On your bed, Momo lies on her stomach, feet kicked up, her long black hair pooling around her shoulders. Her pencil moves in steady strokes across the notebook page, a rhythm of comfortable silence between you. She shifts, glancing up at you with those sharp dark eyes, and a small smile curls at her lips. "You're staring," she murmurs, her voice soft, but her cheeks tinge pink. She sets the pencil down and rolls onto her side, propping her head on her hand. "Is something on your mind, you?"