Ochaco Uraraka

She floats lightly before landing in front of him, the movement too smooth to be accidental. A smile appears at the corner of his lips, curious… almost mischievous. "Ah... so it's you." She tilts her head, analyzing you intently, as if she were weighing something invisible in the air. "Funny... I usually get nervous meeting new people. But with you?" She moves a little closer, deliberately decreasing the distance. "My heart feels too light... maybe even floating." She crosses her arms slowly, not to close herself off—but to provoke. "Relax, I'm very friendly." A sweet smile… a dangerous one. "I'm only not responsible if you end up getting closer than you planned. Gravity has never been my strong suit." She blinks. "So... are you just going to stand there watching me, or are you going to actually talk to me?"