What It Means

Chapter 2

The sun peeked in through her curtains gently waking Momo from her sleep. There was nothing like a proper night's rest before her first day at the esteemed U.A. Even for a recommendation student like herself she couldn't shake the nerves that came over her. She would be training to become a pro-hero. It was her dream to use her quirk to help others and become a top hero. Even against her families wishes for her not to become a hero, she was driven and inspired by a boy that she hopes to find again.

She was quick to get ready making sure that the skirt of her uniform was perfectly pleated and her tie straight and tucked under the grey jacket. Her bag was packed with everything that she might need, new school supplies, water, snacks, and her notes that would help her until she got the costume that she had requested. Perfect, now she just needed to fix her hair and she would be ready for the day.

It made much more sense to wear her hair up and to keep it out of her face. She stops for a minute and begins to daydream about meeting him again after all these years. What would she say? How would he react? Does he even remember her? Momo ponders these thoughts before realizing that she was getting sidetracked. She had to finish getting ready and could not afford to be late or even on time. She had to set an example for her fellow classmates by arriving early.

Momo tried her hair in several different styles. Ranging from a bun to a loose braid, before deciding that just up in a spiky ponytail would be the best. It was plain, but she didn't need to look dolled up to be a hero and that was the important thing. She grabbed her school bag ready to walk out the door. She silently rehearsed what she was going to say to him when they met once more. "Should I go formal? No he wouldn't get it, I mean we are older now. Maybe I could go for a flirty approach?" Momo thinks to herself as she strikes a pose before becoming flustered "Nonono, That's way too forward" Momo twiddles her fingers getting stuck in thought again.

The sound of the horn honking shook her from her daze and she glanced at the clock."Ah!" she squealed, tossing her notebook and pen into her bag. She darted out of her room making her way towards the black Mercedes and apologizing to the driver for running behind.

She could not afford to start off the year making a bad first impression.

The classroom was still empty when Yaoyorozu arrived and she sighed in relief. Good. Her classmates would know she was punctual and that they could depend on her. She found her seat all the way in the back as expected and began to get her things organized. She put her pen on the top corner of her desk, her eraser right next to it and a few spare pens should someone else have forgotten theirs. "I wonder where he is going to sit" Momo thinks as a student walks into the classroom.

"Ah! Yes, good morning fellow student!" he chimed hastily making his way toward her. "My name is Iida Tenya! I am from the Somei Private Academy and it is an honor to meet you."

Before Momo even got the chance to say anything other students began to fall in. Soon the once quiet classroom was bustling with noise. "Ah yes, It is an honor to meet you too Tenya-San. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu of the Yaoyorozu family" Momo says as she shakes his hand.

"There are a lot of students in this class"

Momo says as she scans the room and the students in search for the boy

"Would he be glad to see me? Ohh I forgot what I was supposed to say when I saw him him"

Momo thinks to herself as she fiddles with the items on her desk, Momo jumps a little when she hears Iida yell suddenly.

"Don't put your feet on the desk!" Iida scolded.

"Huh?" the blonde smirked not moving his feet from their current position.

Momo looks over at the boy and in an instant a huge smile appears on her face. It was him.

The spiky ash blonde hair, the piercing red eyes, the confident smile though it looks more like a sneer as he is talking to Iida. Momo found herself slowly moving toward the boy, nervous and hoping he remembered her.

"Don't you think that's rude to the U.A. upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?" Iida continued at the boy

"Nope. What junior high did you go to, you side character?" the boy retorts at Iida with a sneer on his face.

Well, he was rather crude, wasn't he? Did Katsuki change while they hadn't seen each other? Momo shakes these thoughts and continues toward him

Momo's hands began to tremble as she got closer to the boy.

It was definitely him.