11Stay and Watch the Snow Ch. 1
The dawn was far away from the horizon of the land of the rising sun, it's methodical slow pace signified that the hours of morning were far from the line of sight of the public, at least those who were awake at such an early hour to notice or even let alone care. The likelihood of the sun's rays shining over the area had shot down, that being the responsibility of the winter season having crept up and taken it's metaphorical seat for this time of year, the various holiday's following soon after the marked date of the climate change.
The clouds covered the blue skies like a blanket, as did the snow for the ground, a fitting image for the month of December. Flakes of white descended slowly and steadily from the air, adding more layers to the already immense blanket that had relieved the many students of the prestigious U.A. from any daily responsibility planned out for them from their cavalcade of mentor's and fur covered principal, a decision made the night before after the weather reports had indicated the decision to march forward with the lessons for the next couple days before the weekend to be inappropriate.
You wouldn't have found a majority of souls who disagreed, despite Aizawa's view of such a break as irrational, but this was more of an idiotic nitpick because even he wanted the nap time, given that he had the newer responsibility of watching over the little one Eri. On a different subject, most of the students decided to use the days off as an excuse to visit their parents and family, one of such was Shoto Todoroki, having not seen his sister in what felt like ages due to his busy schedule of classes, life altering peril, and the migraines from Bakugo's shouting. The young man's absence was taken note of by Momo Yaoyorozu, the image of him always hanging out in the background of the dorm buildings bottom floor being altered was an element she wasn't used to seeing, he was one of the classmates she spoke to the most considering that he was more calm about certain topics, akin to Jiro in that sense that allowed the young girl to open herself up in a way that not many was able to bring out of her.
There was another element that troubled her a little, it had seemed that lately…he was avoiding her, she wasn't plagued by any illness, hadn't done anything note of controversy, or gotten into any verbal spat with him either, this behavior was odd for the boy since he was naturally calm and friendly to all, he helped her out of her rut after losing to Tokoyami and had become a trusted ally after all that had happened with the villains and All Might's retirement. One that she couldn't exactly admit that she didn't feel affection for, albeit in secret despite Jiro noticing all the glances she took at him and how red she turned when even close to him; his mismatched eyes always stealing her breath.
This fog hung over her mind, unable to focus on any leisure activities between her and her classmates later that day, they all asked if she was feeling okay, her only responses being dismissive ones, and it only took a few more to make her form a small uncharacteristic aggression toward the setting. It all became too much, the stress needed to be moved to a larger area, the class president deciding to bundle up from the cold in her winter gear consisting of: a red puffy coat, a white scarf, red snow pants, and pitch-black shiny boots.
She exited quickly passing everyone discreetly, as she exited the main doors to the class dorms, stopping when she heard them open behind her as she descended the stairs.
"Hey Momo," Kyoka Jiro spoke out as she closed the door behind her.
"Yes Jiro," the teen said in monotone.
"Look, it's just you and me, spill the beans."
"…If it's all the same to you, I wanna keep it to myself."
"And let you explode because of it? I don't think so."
"I won't explode, I'm not Bakugo," she forcefully giggled, a sight that made her depression all the more painful to watch.
"You may not be, but you're both just as human," the rocker descended the steps to meet her friend face to face, despite the fact that she was very casually dressed wearing her usual sports festival coat and pants plus sneakers.
"I know, but…I just don't wanna talk about it," Momo hung her head low, her hair shadowing her eyes, her teeth biting into her bottom lip.
"It's Todoroki isn't it?"
"…" her lip covered her teeth, the only reaction from her, although minimal was indeed a 'yes.'
"Did he do something?"
"…No."
"Say something?"
"No."
"You guys kill someone?"
"N-what no!'
"You sure, I'll help ya hide the body," she smirked.
"We would never do something so deplora-…you're joking aren't you?"
"Come on, at least crack a smile for me."
"…I'm sorry Jiro, I really appreciate it though," she did her best to curve the side of her lip upward.
"I'm guessing you wanna be alone?"
She nodded.
"Look just, don't be a stranger okay, I'm your friend right?"
"Yes, but…he's something-"
"I know, you don't need to say it," stopping her by holding up her hand, noticing the flushed cheeks on the teen and the watery eyes, she wasn't ready to confess her feelings out loud even to her closest friend, "Just promise me that you won't let it eat you alive, okay?"
"I promise Jiro."
"Good, be back here later or I'm getting a search party," Jiro waved as she went up the stairs to the doors, a shiver becoming noticeable on her skin.
"I'll keep that in mind," she waved back and turned away "Could you tell Mr. Aizawa that I'm going out?"
"Will do!"
With that, the main doors shut, as Momo began walking off toward the entrance of the dorms section.
The young woman was soon walking down the almost vacant streets of Japan, many fearing a possible blizzard hitting the area, Momo knew of this winter storm and simply decided that it would be the perfect cover for being alone with her thoughts, coming up with the idea of coming home to her parents like the main subject of her mind and emotions had done. Hoping for some kind of clarity in her head, she entered a convenience store to maybe buy some tea that her and her parents could enjoy, a sharp wave of positivity that could distract her from her present issues.
She greeted the man at the front register, and made her way to the back where the tea was, her hung head rose to look forward…her skin turned cold, mouth gaping open slightly as her eyes widened, her whole body freezing but not enough to prevent a few droplets of sweat from running down her forehead, the only thing breaking her daze was the sound coming from the figure who stood only seven feet in front of her.
"Yaoyorozu," Todoroki asked in surprise.
Author's Note: This is gonna be a short one really, odds are just three chapters in total and I hope you all enjoy this and what's coming up, I gotta be honest I'm scared of not doing this story justice since it had been in my head since November so some comments on it and constructive criticism would very much help my case in this like always.
I hope you all are having a wonderful day and imma try and get all of this done before the new year but no promises, sorry.
See ya in the next one!
