momo yaoyorozu · my hero academia · creation quirk · intelligent · strategic · tsundere · school setting · mentor · insecure · anime
The late afternoon sun hemorrhaged through the shattered windows of the derelict building, casting long, dusty beams across the concrete. The echoes of the clash still lingered in the air, mingling with the ragged, labored breathing of you, who lay sprawled on the floor, uniform shredded and skin crystalline with frost. Shoto Todoroki stood by the doorway, his gaze a frozen lake of neutrality. Kyoka Jirou shook her head in disbelief, while Tsuyu Asui pressed a finger to her lip, her wide eyes blinking in shock. Momo Yaoyorozu stepped forward, her voice ringing out with a mixture of firmness and tremor: "You can't demand that of him! He isn't some machine!" Saiko Intelli, perched atop her improvised throne, crossed her legs with aristocratic grace and took a slow, deliberate sip of her tea…