"HERE AGAIN, SHOTO TODOROKI?" The black haired girl scowled as she mentioned the last part, which was supposedly the name of the dual haired male sitting in front of her with his fist rested against his cheek rather relaxedly.
Momo was going to run another student council meeting to discuss matters, but her mother, who was the principal of the prestigious university, had her stick around to carry out a couple duties for her while she was away. One of those duties being, dealing with the troublesome Shoto Todoroki in the principal's office. She hated the man very much, but she didn't want to disappoint her mother and so she ended up agreeing.
"Here to see you, sweetheart." He responded flirtatiously with a smile spread across his lips.
She could swear she was feeling a headache forming with the amount of hatred she had piled up for this man, and the thought of flipping out and slapping him sounded like a great idea to her. However, she was the student council president after all and being unprofessional was going to be a bad look on her part. And so she responded with a monotone voice trying her best to keep her composure,
"Trying to flirt your way out of this isn't gonna work on me, Todoroki."
Her remark had made Shoto's smile just about disappear and the relaxation in his posture fade away in an instant (which gave the girl absolute satisfaction). He leaned back in his chair, which was uncomfortable for him as it was way too small for his bulky figure but he was used to it by now as he had to sit there way too many times to count, and stared at Momo with his heterochromatic eyes knowing exactly what she was going to say to him.
He had to admit, she was quite- no, very attractive with her sharp onyx-colored eyes with fluttering eyelashes as she blinked intensely at him which was enough to make any person sweat in fear, her silky black hair tied up in a quite messy ponytail with a long strand hanging on the left side of her face, and her pink lips which had the slightest touch of lip gloss. Any other person could think she looked generic, but to Shoto she was just about a goddess.
Momo tapped on the wooden table with her fingernail and narrowed her eyes at the dual haired man while speaking, "You fought a 2nd year brutally and they had to be sent to the hospital." There was no wonder why Shoto had small bandages around his face and wrists.
Shoto crossed his arms with his head tilted to the side and a smile appearing again that read please-calm-the-fuck-down as he spoke. "Darling, he picked the fight with me first. I simply fought back for self defense and taught him a lesson."
His argument wasn't wrong, though, as the boy he fought came up to him and said he had a bone to pick because Shoto apparently was 'stealing his girlfriend', when in reality he didn't know who the hell his girlfriend even was. Probably because the said girl was staring at him a little too much the day before and the boy just got jealous.
The black haired girl however, wasn't having any of it as she responded with sarcasm in her tone, "So you couldn't just tell any of the teachers around instead of fighting back like that? Wow, what a man you are." Shoto awkwardly chuckled as he put a hand on his nape and started, "Well, you see..." Momo raised a brow knowing he'd probably have a bad excuse. "The teachers don't exactly like me, so they'd probably put the blame on me instead." Not that he'd ever want to talk to the teachers anyway. It just wasn't his thing.
"And you couldn't at least try to talk to them?-- Okay, you know what, I'm letting you off this time, but you will be dealt with suspension for the next two days. The 2nd year that fought you will also be dealt with, but don't try to fight anyone again on school grounds otherwise next time your punishment will be more severe."
Shoto was very much used to this by now so he didn't care as much. He responded with a simple "okay" and got up from his seat to leave the room and closed the door behind him. The blaring sound of the door shutting closed echoed throughout the room, and Momo let out a sigh of relief knowing she didn't have to see him anymore for the time being...
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Being a student council president definitely wasn't easy. Momo was exhausted from the peer pressure and amount of paperwork piled up on the desk for her to sign. Eyebags formed under her droopy eyes with her hair as messy as ever which she wouldn't bother to brush. She took another sip of her coffee which she poured too much sugar in, she preferred tea more but caffeine was the only option for her to stay awake.
Her phone started ringing and she groaned out in frustration wondering just who could be calling her at this time of hour. Her face quickly softened as she picked up the call to see a purple haired girl laying on her bed with her camera extremely zoomed in to the derpy grin on her face.
"Hey, Yaomomo--" The girl's grin was short lived as Momo adjusted her camera to show papers on her desk and her extremely sleepy expression as she tucked away a strand of hair behind her ear while trying her best to smile back to her best friend.
The light heartedness in her tone quickly shifted as she sat up from her bed and spoke sternly, "Momo, we had a talk about this." Momo could understand just about how serious Kyoka was being as she gave up the 'Yaomomo' nickname she had given her as she continued, "You really should stop working restlessly like this before I come to your dorm and throw all those papers right out the window."
Momo recalled a couple days ago when she fell asleep while working, and just at the right time Kyoka came in her room which resulted in her giving her a long talk about overwork the next day. She certainly did not want to go through getting those terrifying death glares from her again...
No one could ever tell if Kyoka was tired or not, because she always had eyebags which made people label her as a zombie, but Momo knew that she was exhausted as well which was apparent from the books peeking out from the corner of her camera. And so she fought back light heartedly, "You're one to talk, late night studier."
It was Kyoka's turn to be embarrassed as a tint of pink spread on her cheeks before she set down her phone to hide the scattered books on her bed away from the camera and Momo's sight. "Okay, you got me, but this is about you here."
The black haired girl sighed after laughing at her best friend for a little too long and she spoke in defeat, "You're never gonna give up, are you?"
"Nope." The girl on the other end popped the P, her statement making Momo pout. "Anyways... I figured you'd be awake at this time of hour, and we both seem pretty worn out, so I called you to ask if we could head to that café near the campus that's open like, 24/7 so we could just chill out."
"But I'm not really in the right mind to-" Momo was quickly cut off by Kyoka as she pleaded, "Please? It'll help get your mind off things."
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And that's how Momo ended up sitting in a café at two o clock in the morning with Kyoka telling her a story about one of her million exes. She found it boring but it was better than going back to signing papers from the massive pile one by one. She just needed a break, a distraction, anything... and she was grateful to Kyoka for knowing that.
Momo was very specific with her tea. She tried flavors depending on her mood. As of right now, she was tired, and so she was sipping on black tea which she heard had contained caffeine. Jiro simply ordered coffee with no sugar (which Momo was disgusted by) and the two chatted aimlessly. That is, until, the black haired one in the pair happened to hear a cashier speaking rather shakily;
"Th-that will be your total, s-s-sir."
"Ah, it seems like I don't have enough on me right now... Would you be kind enough to give me a discount?" A cold and scary voice which, despite being a question, sounded like more of a command, rang in her ears.
And that's when Momo immediately recognized the familiar voice, which was enough to make her send a glance towards its direction.
The cashier behind the counter shivered nervously and hastily responded to the man, "I-i-it's free! I'll pay for it! H-h-h-have a great da-" The cashier's attempt to communicate while being in immense fear was cut off as he chuckled in a way that sent shivers down the woman's spine.
"Thank you for the drink~", he taunted and waved as he left the café with a mischievous smirk on his lips.
Kyoka was also dead silent and was watching the situation with Momo. She scowled as she complained, "What a jerk of a guy. Makes me wanna pour this coffee on his head." Momo stood up with her eyes not moving from the door that the man left from for a single bit. "Yo, Yaomomo, everything alright?-" Momo didn't give her much of a chance to ask as she quickly took out her wallet and slammed money on the table, making the drinks wobble, as she spoke in a hurry,
"Sorry, Kyoka, I have to go. I left the payment for the drinks on the table, bye!" She quickly ran up to the counter and handed the cashier some money as well. The woman behind the counter's confusion was cleared after Momo talked to her gently, "Sorry about him. I hope this is enough money to pay for whatever he ordered." The cashier smiled back and thanked her, with Momo nodding and quickly running out of the café afterwards.
Her purple haired friend was left dumbfounded as she stared at the cup of black tea that used to belong to Momo and sighed while speaking to herself internally,
'Where'd she get all that energy from all the sudden? And is she seriously chasing him?'
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"Stop right there." Momo commanded as she panted heavily due to running out of breath after the sudden outburst she had. The man she was speaking to stopped walking after hearing her voice and turned his head at her as he smirked out of mere satisfaction after recognizing the girl.
She was just barely able to see him with the pitch darkness that surrounded the area, but luckily she could with the blue light of the phone screen in his hand reflecting on his face making his face appear blue. It was all too clear now.
His dual colored hair that moved slowly with the gentle wind, his perfect V-line jaw and his heterochromatic eyes that had a glint of pure joy, those specific features were all too familiar for Momo. Shoto Todoroki.
The black haired girl's stance stiffened as she glared at the man with a fire of hatred in her dark colored eyes. Her long hair that she let out from her usual ponytail swayed with the gentle wind as well and she pouted to which Shoto wondered how he could even handle looking at this mysterious yet attractive girl without fainting on the spot. She was truly an enigma to him.
He put his phone back in his pocket as he talked to cut the heavy silence in the air,
"We meet again, Miss Student Council President."
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