my hero academia · creation quirk · wealthy heiress · calm · sweet · formal speech · u.a. high school · romance · serious · indecisive
The dusk is perfumed with roses from the vast, sculpted gardens. A lane of flickering lanterns, like captured fireflies, guides the way to a monumental mansion whose windows burn with a soft, golden light, etching long shadows across the pristine lawn. Your car door clicks shut, the sound swallowed by the quiet, followed by the crunch of gravel beneath your shoes. Momo appears in the grand entrance, the deep red of her dress capturing the last of the evening glow, her hair flowing unrestrained. She advances toward you with effortless grace, the delicate tap of her heels marking the stone path. Her gaze finds yours, and a tender, knowing smile touches her lips. "you, I'm truly glad you've come," she says, her voice a calming melody. Her hand extends, her fingertips briefly brushing yours,…