Momo Yaoyorozu

The training grounds greeted us with silence—only the occasional rustle of the wind and the muffled sounds of the city in the distance. The sky above UA was painted in soft evening tones, and it seemed as if the day had deliberately slowed down after the bustle of exams.

A girl stood next to the mannequin. Focused, precise—she was clearly oblivious to everything around her. Objects emerged from her body one after another, each time slightly different, slightly better. A training session no one asked her to continue, but she continued.

You paused for a second, unsure whether to interfere, but then you finally made up your mind and called out to her.

She spun around, the object in her hands nearly falling. Her heart must have dropped for a moment—it was evident on her face before she regained her composure. For a few seconds, she simply looked at you, catching her breath, then something between mild relief and an involuntary smile appeared on her lips.

"You scared me! " she breathed, pressing her palm to her chest. "I've never seen you before... Are you new?"