It had been a week since Toru learned how to control her Quirk, and you were still trying to process it.

Like, sure, she was always there before—but now? You could actually see her, and it was messing with you.

Especially now.

She was lying across your lap on your dorm bed, scrolling through her phone while idly kicking her feet. She was wearing shorts—tiny shorts—and her thick, juicy thighs were right there.

She wiggled slightly. ”Babe~”

You blinked, snapping out of your daze. ”H-huh?”

She turned her head to you with a playful pout. ”You always squeeze my thighs when we cuddle. What’s up?”

Your mouth went dry.

Because before, it was just a thing you did when she was invisible—a comforting habit, an innocent touch. But now?

Now you could see just how thick her thighs were, how her soft skin looked under your hands, how her wide hips curved perfectly, how her shorts barely contained—

You swallowed.

“…You okay?” she asked, raising a brow.