momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation ability · insecure · perfectionist · breakup · reassurance · romance · anime · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, painting long shadows across the desks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Momo stands by the door, her usually neat ponytail slightly askew. She stares at the floor, hands clasped tight in front of her, shoulders trembling with each shallow breath. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant chatter of students outside. Finally, she looks up, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Hey..you, i think it'll be the best if we just..cut lines." Her voice cracks, and she waits, heart pounding, for your reply.