Togachako works

Mornings

Lineart by: @\PiedPiperArt | Coloring by @\Bilitofu (me)

Himiko entered the coffee shop in a hurry to get her morning drive. While she usually took her time and tasted something sweet, she was just so tired after a near sleepless night on this damn biology exam. Her hair was disheveled, her messy buns even messier, and her bangs uneven, as her eyebags were more marked than ever.

"One coffee, the most caffeinated you have, please." The blonde didn't even bother to look at the barista, catching her breath. After a second of hesitation that could be heard, the softest voice she ever heard reached her ears. "Of course, coming right up. What name do I write?"

Himiko's head jerked back up, eyes landing on the cutest girl she has even seen (no, she wasn't exaggerating!). She was left speechless for a few seconds, as she tried to recall a distant memory of seeing her before. But no, she must have been new. When she realized the barista was waiting patiently for her response, she shook aside her thoughts. "Himiko." She muttered, loud enough to be heard, as a blush started dusting her cheeks. The brunette smiled at her, and oh god her smile was beautiful, before turning her back to go add her request to the list.

The blonde expected a lot of things in this morning, like failing her exam, or falling in the street, but not meeting the love of her life. Her heart was beating fast, and though she was now seated waiting for her order, she couldn't help stealing glances at the cheerful barista behind the counter. Finally, she grabbed her cup, to bring it right to her, a blinding grin on her face. "One cup of coffee! Enjoy your day, ma'am." Himiko blushed as their eyes met, and she thought she melted right then and there. "T-thanks! You too!" She exclaimed a little too loud, which the barista responded with a light-hearted chuckle before leaving. The blonde focused back on her cup, noticing the writing on it. Imyco.

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When Himiko came back the next day, less in a hurry because this time, she had followed her schedule. Immediately, her eyes searched for the person she met the day before, and she couldn't help but smile when she saw her. The blonde walked towards the counter, this time being way more polite. "Good morning! Do you have anything to recommend me?" It was unusual for her, she always took the same things (anything they had this day with pomegranates), but for some reason she wanted to try something new. Or maybe know what the barista liked? Probably that. "Good morning! Well, we do have hot chocolate! A great way to start the morning, if you ask me." The brunette smiled at her, and she returned it immediately.

"Then I'll take that with a chocolate muffin, please." Himiko responded, playing nervously with her hands. "Of course! ... Himiko, right?" Her heart fluttered in her chest. She remembered her name! A stupid grin appeared on her face, before she remembered the writing on her cup. "Yes! It's written H-I-M-I-K-O though." The blonde corrected politely, and the barista nodded, writing quickly on the cup. "Coming right up! I'll bring it to you in a second."

The blonde sat at her usual table, still stealing glances at the barista -she didn't even know her name!- before bringing out her phone to do some work and pretend she was busy. Finally, her order arrived, with the cute brunette. "Here you go! Enjoy." She grinned, and Himiko's blush deepened. "Thanks." When the barista once again left and her eyes landed on the writing on her cup, she saw: Hymicko.

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Himiko wouldn't blame the barista for misspelling her name, but she had literally spelled it out for her! Despite that, she didn't feel annoyed at all. Cuteness was a redeeming quality, after all. So when she came back the next morning, she made sure to place her order (anything pomegranate they have), and precised once again. "You misspelled my name last time. It's H-I-M-I-K-O." She smiled politely, not wanting to seem rude with correcting once again. The annoyed face her barista took surprised her, though. "That's too complicated, I'm sorry. Do you have a last name instead?" Too complicated? Himiko was really confused at that. She always considered it simple, compared to some of her classmates at least. She scratched the back of her head, hesitant. "Toga. I'm Himiko Toga."

The barista pouted, sticking out her tongue. "That doesn't fit you very well. You should change it." Himiko took a step back. That's something she never heard. She considered the brunette polite, but this attitude surprised her. "Yeah, and what should it be, then?" She scoffed, not angry at all.

"Uraraka." She responded, nonchalant. This answer just confused her more, until her gaze flickered to her employee etiquette on her uniform. Ochaco Uraraka. Oh. OH. Himiko furiously blushed, bringing her hands to her head, groaning in embarrassment.