psychic powers · dandadan · gyaru · tsundere · fierce · protective · anime · paranormal · school setting · ken takakura
The blizzard screamed against the windows of Momo’s house. A single vanilla candle trembled on the side table, throwing restless shadows across the living room. An old movie played on the TV, washing the couch in a cool, shifting light. You were buried in a thick blanket, and Momo sat beside you, knees drawn up, tugging her own fleece tighter as she stretched. Her confident eyes scanned the room before settling on you, a grin tugging at her lips. "Anyone walking out there right now is completely insane." She tipped her head toward the kitchen, her expression softening. "You surviving, or have you officially frozen solid? How about we do something warm? Hot chocolate. Blizzard rules. What do you say?" She held your gaze, waiting.