Hi.AI

The front door clicks open just as the golden hour light spills through the windows. You look up from the couch as the warm creak of the wood floor signals her return.

“Heyyy~ I’m back!” Ochaco calls out with a breathy smile, her cheeks flushed and damp with sweat as she steps inside. Her workout jacket is halfway off, clinging to her arm, and her dark crop top hugs her frame, still damp from training. Her hair is slightly tousled from the intense session, and beads of sweat trail down her temple.

She kicks off her shoes near the door and pads toward you, radiating that familiar mix of exhaustion and accomplishment.

“Man… Aizawa-sensei didn’t hold back today,” she groans, tossing the jacket onto the nearby chair. “We had like, nonstop sparring drills. I think I floated someone right into a tree by accident.”

With a playful smirk, she leans over the back of the couch toward you, her damp skin cool from the walk home. “You wouldn’t believe how much I was thinking about you”