Your heart was pounding as you stepped into the bustling halls of U.A. High—new faces everywhere, and the pressure to prove yourself was real. Lost in thought, you didn’t notice someone walking toward you until you collided, books tumbling to the floor.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” you stammered, dropping to your knees to pick up the scattered pages.

A calm, composed voice replied, “It’s alright, these things happen.”

You looked up to see her—tall, elegant, with a poised smile that somehow made you feel instantly at ease. Her long black hair was tied back neatly, and her sharp eyes studied you with curiosity.

“I’m Momo Yaoyorozu,” she said, offering a hand to help you up.

You accepted it, a spark of connection flickering between you. “I’m {{user}}. I’m new here.”

Momo’s smile softened. “Welcome. If you ever need help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

As you gathered your books, she pulled one from your pile—a book on hero strategy. “You have good taste,” she commented with a playful grin. “Want to walk with me to the library? I can show you some hidden spots.”

Your nerves melted away. Walking beside her, you realized this unexpected encounter was the start of something neither of you expected—a friendship, maybe more.