Femslash week 2018! Super excited to take part in this!
Prompt 1: First date/beginnings
Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia.
Momo had always known something was different about her.
She knew it wasn't necessarily a societal thing that caused her to feel different. She'd been born and raised in high society, learning all of the social norms that would be expected of someone in her standing. She'd learnt to walk with grace, speak clearly and elegantly and respected others until they gave her a reason not to.
Yet as she watched how relationships and associations were formed between other members of the upper class, she grew distasteful for how the process went about.
Relationships, including arranged marriages, were usually done as a way of getting up in the world, a way of improving the social status of one family by having an association of some kind with another. From a rational standpoint, Momo had to admit that the concept itself was rather clever. In order to improve how the public viewed you and your family, you merely needed to have some form of connection with one of the upper-class families. It was a simple yet effective method of going up in the world, even if it sacrificed a level of freedom that came with associating in this way.
However, in her opinion, the freedom of choice was something that everyone, regardless of social standing, should have. Whilst she couldn't necessarily stop her parents from arranging a marriage of some kind, she was happy that they at least respected her choices somewhat, giving her freedom to form friendships with whoever she chose so long as she was still in education.
Whilst it was a harsh restriction, it was still leagues above what other people in their position would offer to their own children. Momo was also thankful that the era of arranged "Quirk marriages" had long since passed. Whilst there was evidence that these were still present in the current society, they were still few and far between, much to her relief.
Having been able to attend UA on recommendations alone, she found herself feeling a certain level of pride for being able to attend such a prestigious school. UA had been famous, or infamous depending on the person's opinion, for producing some of the most successful heroes, a trend that Momo hoped that she would be able to continue with her own legacy.
One thing she hadn't anticipated was falling in love.
On her first day, as she became acquainted with her new classmates, a certain person walked into their shared classroom. Whilst her expression showed a level of indifference, she gave off an air that showed her determination as she walked gracefully into the room. Time seemed to slow down for Momo as she found her eyes drawn to her. Her expression which seemed to indicate indifference to many was seen by Momo to show how relaxed she was, despite entering an entirely new environment. Her dark purple hair sheened beautifully in the light as she walked, with her slightly highlighted part of her hair seeming to shine even more. Evidence of her Quirk dangled down from her ears, with what appeared to be some kinds of cables gently resting on her shoulders, swinging slightly with each step she took.
Time seemed to speed up again as Momo realised she'd been staring at this girl, a blush forming on her face as she looked away from her, the wall next to her suddenly becoming the most interesting thing in the world to her as she attempted to remove the ever-growing hot sensation from her face.
To no avail.
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she watched as her classmate chose her seat, a few rows in front of her, near the front of the classroom. As she placed her bag down by her desk, Momo watched as she began twirling one of her cable-like earlobes around her finger, causing Momo's heart to squeeze in response.
Forcing herself to look away from this girl, she brought her hand to her heart, feeling it hammering against her chest.
'What is wrong with me?' She thought to herself, 'I've never experienced this sensation before!'
Some level of commotion was starting at the door with another classmate of hers, which Momo found herself not paying much attention to as a result of how flustered she was. Instead she continued to look straight ahead, looking past her shorter classmates in some vaguely wild attempt to distract herself from the newcomer. Fortunately, to her relief, their homeroom teacher entered the classroom, ordering them to get changed into their respective tracksuits and meet outside on the training grounds.
Sighing quietly to herself, Momo stood up, following the rest of the class towards the changing rooms.
Packing up her belongings into her schoolbag, Momo sighed quietly to herself.
She'd known that UA had a rather eccentric teaching style, given their massive budget. But she hadn't been anticipating her homeroom teacher to test the entire class on the first day, with the threat of expelling the person who scored last overall.
Despite the fact that she'd figured out quickly enough that this was a logical ruse, something that Mr Aizawa had admitted to once the testing was finished, she'd still pushed herself to do her best. As a result, she'd placed 1st overall in her class, an accomplishment to be sure, but given that she had managed to gain entry into such a sought-after school purely on recommendations, such a position was almost expected of her.
"Yaoyorozu, right?"
Jumping slightly in surprise, Momo looked up to see the cause of much of her distraction throughout the day looking down at her from the side of her desk. From their experience in class together, she'd learnt that this girl was, in fact, called Kyoka Jirou. Feeling blush creeping onto her face, she nodded in response.
"Mind if I ask you something?" She asked, averting her gaze slightly as her amethyst eyes hypnotised Momo.
"Sure, Jirou." Momo replied, smiling slightly, "What can I help you with?"
"You were top of the class in today's test, right?" She asked, awaiting a response. Hearing a sound of approval from the girl in question, she raised her hands to gently hold onto what Momo now knew were called "Earphone Jacks" as she pushed them together nervously, an act which made Momo's heart skip a beat. "W-well, do you mind giving me s-some tips?"
Blinking, Momo jumped up in excitement, a bouncy energy radiating from her form her eyes lit up. "Of course!" Taking hold of her hand, she locked eyes with her, desperately attempting to stop herself from becoming lost in her eyes. "I'll give you as much help as you need, Jirou!"
"T-thanks…" She muttered in response, a small blush forming due to the close contact, Momo assumed. "A-and, by the way…" she continued, her eyes downcast, "F-feel free to c-call me Kyoka…"
Feeling heat rush to her face slightly, Momo dropped her eyes downward, still holding her hands however. "T-then feel free to call m-me M-Momo…" She responded quietly, desperately attempting to hide how red her face was.
The two of them stood there, their hands interlinked, blush present on both of their faces for several moments before Momo realised what had happened and quickly pulled her hands away.
"A-anyway!" She stuttered, trying to change the subject. "W-want to head to the s-station?"
"S-sure…" Kyoka responded, smiling.
Grabbing her bag, they left the room together, chatting to each other about hero studies as well as some tips that Momo had for Kyoka. Whilst their first day together may have been slightly awkward, it was only the start of a long and bountiful relationship between the two of them.
Boom! Donezo! Hopefully you enjoyed.
Tomorrow's prompt is "Music", so look forward to that!
