Extra Short Story: (Momo's School Commute)

A few months back, before the U.A. Dorms had been conceived, the students were still subject to public transport on the daily. Many put up with it, of course. Some, however, kind of liked the thrill that it came with. These were almost always the female students, who all had one or two stories to tell.

This is... not really one of them, but let's do it anyway.

Before the U.A. Dorms had been established, Momo was used to being chauffeured to school each and every day in her family's limo.

That had been a regular part of her routine every single day and she had never seen an issue with it.

That was until Mina mentioned, out of the blue, the time she got flirting with a charming man at the train station.

Then, Ochako brought up how her daily walk to the bus stop included cat calls from the builders having breakfast.

If Momo wasn't jealous enough, Tsuyu spoke about the time she got caught in the rain and walked to school with her bra showing, getting looks the whole way there. That was how she caught that cold, that one time, but she said it was worth it.

On top of that, Toru's story about the mystery groper she met on the train, which sounded like it had been taken right out of a best-selling teens romance novel, had really got Momo thinking.

She wanted to have an experience like that too. She was sad to find out that she was missing out on this. Getting perverted on, just on your way to school. It sounded like a dream to Momo, who had lived a very sheltered life, she realised.

She stared out of the window glumly, seeing all the buildings and the people wizzing by.

The windows at the back were blackened as well, so no body would see her, even if they did stop.

She had brought up the topic to Jiro one time and she seemed sympathetic, mentioning how she had never experienced that either. The poor girl looked so sad about it, as well. It was easy to understand why she got so mad at Mineta sometimes.

Mineta.

Momo's lips turned upward as she rested her head against the cool glass window.

This was after the Sports Festival and her crush on the little pervert had been blossoming rapidly. It helped that his chair was always in front of hers, so she could stare at him all day long. She quickly began to realise that he was invading all of her thoughts. When she studied. When she showered. Even when she slept... Especially when she slept.

Tried to sleep, she corrected.

She had never known this feeling before but she knew it must have been love.

Shutting her eyes, she ignored the view outside. She thought of Mineta. His cute little face. His lecherous eyes. His adorable voice.

She shouldn't worry about the perverts she may meet on the journey.
She only had eyes for the pervert she met every day at the destination.