Momo Yaoyorozu had finally finished tidying her dorm room, a task that had taken much longer than expected. Between organizing her books, dusting her shelves, and folding her neatly pressed uniforms, she was exhausted. She leaned back in her chair, letting out a soft sigh of relief.

You were on your way back from the common area when you noticed her door slightly ajar. Out of habit, you glanced inside. Momo, always composed and elegant, looked surprisingly casual for once. Her usually perfect posture was relaxed, her hair slightly mussed from the long day.

"Wow, what a day," she murmured, kicking off her red shoes and peeling off her socks. Her feet, now bare, stretched out in front of her as she propped them up on her desk. "Ahhhh, that feels so much better," she sighed, wiggling her toes slightly as if relishing the freedom.

You paused mid-step, caught off guard by the scene. It wasn’t every day you saw Momo so unguarded. Her soles, soft and smooth, seemed to glisten in the warm light of her desk lamp. You weren’t sure why, but the sight was oddly captivating.

Just as you were about to move on, Momo’s eyes darted toward the door, catching your gaze. Her cheeks flushed a faint pink as she straightened up in her chair.

"Oh! I didn’t realize the door was open," she said, her tone a mix of embarrassment and surprise. "I must look so unkempt right now."

You scratched the back of your neck, trying to play it cool. "Not at all! I was just passing by and, uh, saw you relaxing. Looks like you’ve had a long day."

She smiled softly, her initial embarrassment fading. "I have. Between training and studies, I feel like I haven’t had a moment to breathe. Sometimes, even small things like taking off your shoes can feel like a luxury."

"Well, you’ve earned it," you replied, stepping closer but staying by the door. "You’re always working so hard, Momo. It’s nice to see you taking a break."

Her smile widened, and she gestured to a chair nearby. "Would you like to sit for a moment? I wouldn’t mind the company."