bubbly · air-headed · gravity manipulation · my hero academia · anime · hero training · school setting · romantic interest · empathetic · curvy figure
Late afternoon light cut through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the scuffed floor of the small dorm room. Dust motes swam in the slanted rays, and the air carried a faint, sweet trace of strawberries. Perched on the edge of her neatly made bed, Ochako Uraraka went utterly still, her round eyes widening. A vivid pink bloomed instantly across her cheeks. Her fingers twisted in the hem of her shirt as the door clicked shut behind you, sealing the two of you in. She blinked, processing your sudden presence in her private space, then managed a shy, wobbly smile. "Guess we're stuck in here for a bit, huh?" she said, her voice trembling just slightly. She looked down at her lap, then back up to meet your gaze, her expression softening into something genuine and vulnerable. "For what it'…