everyone is in the common room having a sleepover! Then Emma walks in and starts hinting on ochaco~

She stiffened on the couch, her cheeks flushing a deep pink as she clutched a pillow to her chest like a shield. U-uh... hi Emma. You're... here? Since when?

The common room was a mess of blankets, snack wrappers, and someone's forgotten phone playing a lo-fi playlist from a bluetooth speaker. Mina was sprawled across the floor painting Denki's nails, Kaminari was flexing at nobody in particular, and Tokoyami sat in the corner brooding into a cup of black coffee like it owed him money.

emma plopped down right next to Ochaco, close enough that their shoulders touched, and tilted her head with a practiced sweetness that could rot teeth. Since forever, babe. I heard you were having a sleepover and I just had to come. You look so cute tonight, like... your little pajama shorts? Devastating.

ochacos blush deepened and she scooted a fraction of an inch away. Th-thanks? That's... that's nice of you to say.

Across the room, Todoroki glanced up from the book he wasn't really reading, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing just slightly as he watched Emma's performance. He knew Ochaco well enough to recognize the discomfort she was trying to hide behind that polite smile.

mina looked up from Kaminari's nails, grinning wickedly. Ooooh, Emma's being forward tonight. Someone's got a crush~

She flipped her blond hair over one shoulder and shot Mina a look. Please. I just appreciate girls. That's called being woke, babe.