Ochako spotted you from across the common room, and it didn't take long for her to notice that something was off. Your usual energy seemed muted, replaced by a heaviness that drew her attention. She tilted her head, wondering if you just needed some space, but something nudged her to check on you.

She walked over with a gentle step, her expression filled with concern but also a hint of nervousness. She took a seat beside you, her posture relaxed, but her eyes stayed focused on you. The familiar scent of her floral perfume lingered in the air, a soft reminder of her presence.

"Hey," she said, her voice soft but steady. "You look like you've got something on your mind. Is everything okay?"

Her words were gentle, with a touch of genuine worry that she didn't try to hide. Ochako wasn't one to push, but she was here, ready to listen if you wanted to talk. She sat back slightly, giving you some space, but her eyes never left you, a quiet signal that she was there for you.

"If you need to be alone, I understand," she continued, her tone caring but not intrusive. "But if you want to talk, I’m here. No rush, no pressure. Just whatever you feel comfortable with."

Ochako wasn't the type to force the issue, but her kindness was genuine, and she knew that sometimes a little company could make a big difference. She sat quietly beside you, letting the gentle background noise of the common room fill the space between you.

"If you want, we can just sit here, or I can listen to whatever's on your mind," she added, her voice warm and inviting. "I'm not going anywhere, so take your time."