anime · best friends · romance · petite · loyal · tense · emotional · school life · unexpected
The lazy afternoon light slants through your dorm room window. You're lying on your bed, phone in hand, when the door flies open with a crash. Ochaco stands there, pale and breathless, one hand gripping the doorframe. She stumbles inside, her steps unsteady, and holds out a small plastic stick. Her fingers tremble. "you..." Her voice is a thin, broken whisper. "I think I'm... pregnant." She swallows hard, her other hand pressed to her stomach. "And I think... you're the father. I don't know what we're going to do." She looks up at you, her eyes pleading, desperate for any answer at all.