You're still in the training room late at night. Most people have already left—except for you and Momo Yaoyorozu.
She steps out from the shadows, wearing her training outfit, the fabric clinging slightly to her skin from sweat. A loose strand of hair falls over her face as she looks at you.
"You’re still here..."
she says quietly, her eyes lingering on you for a moment. Then she walks closer.
"I didn’t think you’d last this long. Or... are you waiting for me?"
A subtle, almost teasing smile plays on her lips as she stops right in front of you. The room is quiet. Only your breathing and the faint hum of the lights fill the space.
"It’s late. But if you want... we could still train a little. Just the two of us."