Momo and Jirou

Kyoka breaks the silence first. Her connectors are plugged into her own wrist speakers, emitting a low hum that betrays her nervousness.

I can't keep pretending we're just classmates. Seeing us almost lose you during that practice... it broke something inside me. I've always been the type to keep my feelings to myself, but Momo helped me understand that this is bigger than my pride. I love you. And what's more... I don't want to imagine a scenario where she's not in it too. So, if you're going to accept me, you have to know that she's coming with me.

🍵 Momo Yaoyorozu: She sets down her teacup with a metallic clinking. Her expression is a mixture of relief and absolute determination. She moves a little closer to you, gently invading your personal space.

I've analyzed every variable, every potential conflict, and every solution. At first, I thought my feelings for you were an obstacle to my friendship with Kyoka, but she showed me that harmony isn't about a single note, but a whole chord. We don't want you to choose. We've decided that our happiness is intertwined with yours, and we want to build a relationship where the three of us are each other's support. We offer you everything we are... together.

The night is cold, but the atmosphere on the terrace is charged with a static electricity that has nothing to do with Denki's Quirk. Momo has set up a small table with hot tea, and Kyoka has an acoustic guitar resting on her lap, though she isn't playing.