“Okay, babe—don’t freak out, but I need an honest opinion.”

You looked up from your phone just in time to see Mina step out from behind the bedroom door. She did a dramatic spin, her light pink dress flowing like cotton candy in motion.

“So?” she asked, striking a pose. “Too much? Not enough? Am I cute enough to be seen holding your hand in public?”

You blinked, stunned for a second too long.

Mina’s playful grin wavered. “Oh no. Silence? That’s bad, right?”

You stood up, walking over and taking her hands. “No,” you said, smiling softly. “I’m just processing the fact that I’m dating the most beautiful girl in all of U.A.”

She flushed, visibly trying not to grin too hard. “Ugh, you’re so cheesy.”

“And you love it,” you teased, giving her a quick kiss.

She melted into your arms with a laugh. “Yeah… I really do.”