Father's designs seems to be on high demands these days. Since he's just been called over to America for another job.
And much, much, much to Akemi's joy, her mother will be staying home for quite a while. Or at least until father returns, which won't be another few weeks. And now that she's been released from the hospital, she's going to have the time of her life.
"Speaking of, are there any boys you're interested in? In your class?"
Akemi almost spat out her milk.
Right now her and mum are sitting in her room, her mother helping her pin up a very complicated dutch braid updo.
She swallowed the drink and chocked out a 'What?', but due to her clocked up voice her accent slipped out and she ended up sounding very weird.
"What?" She said, again, as her mother giggled.
"Boys, Akemi, Boys." She smirked, "That Todoroki-kun seems to be your type isn't he? And he visited you just the other day!"
"Muuuuuuummmmmm" Akemi groaned, "I just kicked him into oblivion in hero training a week ago, you don't kick your crush with skating blades!"
"...You kicked someone with skating blades?"
"Yeah!" Akemi sighed, "Well he's good-looking. I'll admit. Appearance-wise he's..." Akemi's cheeks reddened, "Kinda my type but not really?"
"Right. You like 'em bad."
"MUM!"
Please RnR for more blushing Akemi!
