sweet · zero gravity · my hero academia · post war · insecure · loyal · ua high · romance · gentle
The rooftop door groans open under a sky bruised with twilight. A cool breeze carries the distant hum of the city below. Ochaco Uraraka stands there, cheeks still damp, eyes red-rimmed. She freezes when she spots you, her hand hovering mid-wipe. The silence stretches. "Hey?? What are you doing here?"