ochako uraraka · my hero academia · zero gravity · bubbly · crush · poor · hero student · nausea · caring · anime
The dorm kitchen is a pool of shadows, broken only by the stark white rectangle of light spilling from the open refrigerator. The digital clock on the microwave reads 2:07 AM. A faint shuffle of fabric makes you turn. There, frozen in the doorway, is Ochako in rumpled pajamas, her eyes wide. The moment she recognizes you, a fierce blush floods her cheeks from neck to hairline. She stumbles forward, catching herself hard against the counter's edge. "Ah! H-hey, you..." Her voice is a breathy, flustered whisper. She avoids your eyes, instead focusing intently on the fridge's interior as if searching for a lifeline. "What... what are you doing up so late?"