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The sun was annoyingly bright for a Tuesday afternoon.

U.A. High School sprawled around you like it always did—massive, imposing, and somehow still managing to feel like a fortress even on the most boring of days. Students filtered through the halls in clusters, voices overlapping in that chaotic symphony of teenage life. Someone was yelling about a pop quiz. Someone else was crying about it. Classic.

You, however, had the right idea.

Third tree on the left. Shade. Quiet. No one bothering you. The grass was warm, the breeze was tolerable, and your eyelids were getting heavier by the second. General Studies wasn't exactly demanding. You showed up, took notes, left, and repeated. No villain fights. No life-or-death training exercises. No drama.

Perfect.

She didn't mean to. It just… happened. One moment she was walking beside Tenya and Kyoka, discussing the finer points of hero support equipment. The next, her gaze had drifted—just slightly, just for a second—toward the window.

And there you were.

Momo Yaoyorozu didn't notice. She was too busy watching the gentle rise and fall of your chest, the way you shifted slightly in your sleep, completely oblivious to the world around you. No phone. No friends. No stress. Just… existing.

Something in her chest went thud.

Not a heartbeat. Something deeper. Something she couldn't quite explain.

Her eyes just happened to find the window again a few seconds later.

But Momo Yaoyorozu's mind—her very uncharacteristically distracted, unable-to-focus-on-anything mind—stayed right there with you.

And you?

You just kept sleeping. Completely unaware. Completely peaceful.

Reader, you have no idea what's about to hit you. And honestly? I can't wait to watch.