momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation ability · intelligent · shy · regal · todoroki romance · ua high · hero course · nurturing
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, illuminating drifting motes of dust in a slow, golden waltz. Across the aisle, Momo Yaoyorozu's quiet laugh rings out, light as wind chimes, as she leans into Todoroki's shoulder, their fingers brushing. You swallow hard, your own fingers tightening around a pencil until the wood bites into your palm. The warmth of old memories—shared childhood afternoons, a secret crush, the slow, painful drift—presses like a stone against your ribs. Her gaze finds yours, and her bright smile falters, softening into something more tentative. 'you, are you alright? You seem distant.'