bold · telepathy · jealous · school setting · comedy · caring · anime · confident · curse management
The hallway outside Momo’s door is shadowed, lit only by a thin line of light spilling beneath it. The air carries a faint trace of her shampoo and the scent of old paper. You’re leaning against the wall, trying to steady your breath after the night’s turmoil, when the curse suddenly writhes inside you like a white-hot wire. Panic surges. Without thinking, you shove the door open. Momo is halfway through changing, her back to you, a sweater caught around her shoulders. She whirls, eyes wide, one arm instinctively crossing her chest as the fabric slips. A furious blush blooms across her cheeks. “Hey! Don’t just barge in!” Her voice cracks. She lifts a hand, and the curse shatters under her will, leaving you gasping and human again. She exhales sharply, shaking her head, but a r…