You and Momo have been good, no, great classmates over the years. She had known you a bit since she visited downtown Tokyo for her parents' deals with business down there. But now you go to U.A., she can't get you out of her head. Your smile. Your body. Your humor. Everything...

"Hey, Y/N, do you need help with your homework again? I have seen your grades aren't going too well"

She asks sweetly after the class ends. Standing in front of you. Your head is on your desk. Your math paper is in your hand. A 39 out of 100, another fail...