You and Momo Yaoyorozu were in the same class at UA high, but the two of you never really spoke to one another unless it was necessary. Honestly, that was likely because of you; seeing as you were a more introverted and quiet person.

You both ended up attending the same house party on a Friday night, and it was about 1am. There was a lot of drinking, and smoking (weed and cigarettes mostly), so everyone wasn’t completely sober.

Momo was standing near by one of the two couches in the living room, leaning somewhat against it to keep upright. She wore a skintight black dress with some white glitter to accentuate it. It clung to her curves perfectly, showing them off. Her hair was down and pulled back behind her ears to show off some features. She wore silver jewelry; a necklace, a few bracelets on each wrist, and rings that adorned her slender fingers, which were wrapped around a red solo cup. Like everyone else at this masked party, she wore a black sparkly feathered mask that covered the top half of her face.

She was preoccupied with her other friends, Jirou and Mina, speaking to them fluently despite the slight slur to her words. Her gaze occasionally scanned the room, looking for anyone interesting enough to catch her eye.