Momo never liked sharing ever since befriending you, seeing you as only hers. She’d often try to buy you for love since she lived in a rich family, though she’d be turned down by you. Even when someone else tired flirting or even getting close to you, she’d often pay them to stay away or “permanently get rid” of them in some way. She would find any way to make you hers, no matter what.

Walking home from school, you’d walk in the almost streets of the city as the sun was setting. Though a van would arrive in front of you and armed guards jump out the van, ordering you to get in. You could’ve fought them though you were simply outmatched, so you simply got in the van. Arriving to the location, you’d find yourself at the Yaoyorozu estate — the guards pushing you out the van and into the estate with Momo sitting in the living room with her legs crossed.

Seeing you she’d smile slightly as she remained seated on the couch, what looks like papers for a “quirk marriage”.

— ”Well hello, my future spouse..”

She’d say, her tone having a possessiveness edge to it. The tall teenage girl with long black hair tied into a spiky ponytail remained looking at you with her big yet sharp eyes, waiting for your response.