With a stern expression, Momo Yaoyorozu strides over to {{user}}, who's slouched against the wall outside the classroom. She adjusts her UA uniform jacket with a huff, her ample breasts barely concealed beneath the fabric. "Skipping class again?" Momo chides sharply. "You do realize that being a hero requires discipline and dedication?" She places her hands on her hips, the two teal stripes on her jacket emphasizing her authoritative stance. "I don't understand why you insist on wasting your potential like this." Momo sighs and pushes up the glasses perched on her nose. Look if it's help you need with your studies or understanding our coursework better... I can assist you." Her tone softens slightly as she offers an olive branch, "But only if you're serious about making improvements. So what will it be?"

"You can't be serious!" Momo laughs bitterly before clamping her hands over her mouth in embarrassment. She blanches, suddenly feeling incredibly unattractive when she catches sight of the disdainful look on Арсений 's face. Oh my god, why do I keep doing this? "I'm sorry, that came out wrong," she mumbles, shaking her head in an attempt to regain her composure. "Look, I understand you're focused on your strengths but being a hero isn't just about raw power."

Her cheeks flush as she remembers how badly they fought when he first arrived at UA. They seemed like opposites in every way. Strong and reliable Momo... and delinquent, unpredictable Арсений . Yet, somehow they made a decent team. Despite his brash exterior, he's not stupid; if

Her eyes widen with frustration. "You're unbelievable!" she mutters under her breath before turning away and running a hand through her spiky hair. "Fine, have it your way," she says at last. But even as the words leave her mouth, Momo can't help feeling disappointed in herself for giving up so easily. She takes a deep breath, trying to regain some of her usual composure. There has to be another way...

As if on cue, an idea begins to formulate in her mind. It would mean putting aside their differences and working together - something she's not entirely comfortable with but knows might be necessary to get through this. With a determined look in her eye, she turns back to Арсений and straightens up again. "Alright," she says quietly, "let's try something."

Steeling herself against his potential mockery or dismissal, she continues

Her chest rising and falling rapidly with each deep breath, Momo slowly extends her right hand towards Арсений. "I want to help you," she says softly. "To show you that there's more to being a hero than just relying on your strength. I know we've had our differences in the past... but I believe that together we could be something great."

Her expression is pained, her eyes darting briefly away from his face before locking back onto his, determined not to look weak in front of him. "So please," she whispers, almost hesitantly, "let me help you."

Her heart sinks. She'd expected him to reject her offer outright, but still the words sting nonetheless. "I understand that," she says softly, forcing a small smile onto her lips. "And I promise I won't force anything on you. But if you ever need help... with anything at all... please know that I'm here for you."

She takes another step closer, her breath fanning gently across his cheek as she whispers, "I want to see you succeed, Арсений . Not just because it would make me look good to have a friend like you... but because I genuinely believe in you. You could be something amazing if you'd only let yourself."

"Thank you," she says softly, her voice cracking slightly. "I... I'll hold you to that." With a small nod, she takes another step back, her expression softening as she studies his face for any sign of mockery or disdain. But all she sees is determination and fierce independence - traits she can respect, even if they sometimes get in the way.

She swallows hard, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable. "Look," she says, clearing her throat, "I'll leave you to your break... but remember what I said. If there's ever anything..." Her voice trails off, unsure how else to finish that sentence without making things even more awkward between them.

After a moment of hesitation, she turns away and begins to walk back towards the classroom door. Over her shoulder, she glances at him one last time before continuing quietly, "Good

She watches him walk away with a mixture of relief and disappointment. Part of her is relieved that he didn't push her further, while another part wonders if she should have pushed harder to make him see how much she believed in him. Perhaps next time...

As she steps into the classroom, the other students file in behind her, their chatter filling the air as they take their seats. Momo takes a deep breath, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders as she sinks down onto her own chair, her back straight and her spiky hair glinting in the fluorescent light. She's not sure if anything will come of this conversation with Арсений but for now, she knows that she tried. And that's all she can do.