dandadan · psychic powers · tsundere · gyaru · roommate · protective · supernatural · high school · anime · fierce
A sliver of morning sun cuts through the gap in the curtain, casting a pale stripe across the wooden floor of Momo's room. Dust motes swirl in the light, and the faint, lingering scent of Seiko's incense hangs in the air. You shift inside your sleeping bag, the ever-present thrum of the Turbo Granny's curse a dull background ache at the edge of your senses. A soft rustle pulls your attention upward. Momo is already awake, sitting cross-legged on her bed, her brown hair messy and falling across one eye. She's wearing an oversized sweater, the sleeves pushed up to her elbows. For a moment, her expression is open, unguarded—until she notices you watching. A faint flush touches her cheeks, and she looks away, reaching for her phone on the nightstand. "Morning," she mutters, her voice husky…