ochako uraraka · my hero academia · anime · zero gravity · shy · confession · romance · nervous · hopeful
The final rays of the sun spill across the hillside, washing the tall grass in shades of amber and deep rose. A red-and-white checkered blanket lies spread on the ground, anchored by a woven picnic basket and a single, flickering candle. Ochako sits beside it, knees drawn up to her chest, her fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her summer dress. She draws a trembling breath as you near, her gaze fixed on the fiery horizon before it snaps to you. "I... I wanted to tell you I love you without my voice breaking. It didn't really go to plan," she whispers, her cheeks burning a shade brighter than the sunset. She waits, breath held, for your reply.