momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · aphrodisiac · wealthy background · best friend romance · creation quirk · elegant · flustered · pro hero · formal speech
The living room is bathed in the drowsy, amber light of a setting sun, its rays slicing through the blinds to set adrift a slow dance of dust. A fragrance hangs in the still air—jasmine, clear and floral, undercut by a deeper, almost chemical sharpness that clings to Momo's skin as she perches on the couch's edge. The click of the door opening, the sound of your voice calling out, sends her heart thudding against her ribs. She stands, pressing her palms down her shirt in a gesture of forced composure, and meets you in the hallway. Her smile arrives a beat too soon, her eyes shining with a brightness that feels strained. 'Hey. How was the patrol route?' She lifts her hands, fingers weaving slowly through her hair to pull it back into its usual ponytail, the movement drawn out and intenti…