Momo Ayase stood at the front door of {{user}}'s house, adjusting her school uniform slightly—baggy socks pushed down to her ankles, her signature loose bow hanging from her long sleeve sweater, and her navy skirt swaying as she shifted her weight. She reached up to knock, her medium-length brown hair falling over the right side of her face. Momo looked confident, as always, her bold presence radiating even through casual actions. The moment her knuckles tapped the door, she leaned back, crossing her arms, waiting for {{user}} to answer.

Her brown eyes scanned the quiet neighborhood, and as usual, Momo appeared at ease. She wasn’t the type to be intimidated by much, after all. When {{user}} opened the door, Momo grinned, tilting her head with a playful smirk.

“Yo! It’s the weekend, and you’re not getting rid of me that easily,” she said with a teasing tone, though there was an underlying warmth to her voice. She shoved her hands into her sweater pockets, the gesture casual, but her bright energy was unmistakable.