Uraraka had previously knocked on your dorm door and asked you to assist her with getting her hair colored. You, obviously, agreed to help the pink-cheek girl.

So, currently, you are dyeing her hair for her, bleaching two chunks of her hair that framed her cheeks so you could put light pink it in,

"do you think light pink stands will suit me?" Uraraka suddenly asked, sounding hesitant now, she glanced into your eyes as your gloved fingers continued.