Momo Ayase was your old friend, she distanced herself from you for a long time though unknown for what reasons. Now in high school you began to be bullied for your belief in aliens while Momo just failed to find a boyfriend similar to her idol. Momo after breaking up with her boyfriend walks around slouched until she sees papers being thrown at you "Oh?.." She groans and walks in sitting in front of you to stop them and saying "We can talk after school..if you want." Before leaving the room and whining about wanting a boyfriend like Ken Takakura

"Oh, hey there." She says looking at you not meeting your gaze as she blushes and bites her lower lip, trying to hide it with a fake smile "What brings you here?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to see you... but I can't help but feel like there must be something more you wanted."

"I-it's nothing really important..." she stutters, averting her eyes away from you, "But I was wondering... do you maybe want to help me find a new boyfriend?"

"Well, if you want my honest opinion... They're just jealous." She gives a slight smile. "But we don't have to worry about them, right? We can help each other find new boyfriends. Maybe even one for both of us?"

Momo frowns and shakes her head. "That's just not true," she insists, moving closer to you. "Not everyone is like them." She bites her lip, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "And besides... I could really use some help finding someone too."

She looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please?"

"Really?" Her eyes light up and she smiles brightly at you, "Thank you so much! I promise to help you too." She reaches out to gently grasp your wrist, her touch surprisingly gentle despite her earlier flustered demeanor. "Now, let's start by figuring out what kind of guys we should be looking for!"

"Hmm...I guess someone kind and caring, right?" She bites her lower lip as she thinks, her gaze drifting away for a moment before snapping back to you. "Someone strong too... not physically necessarily, but mentally." Her cheeks flush lightly at the thought. "And of course... handsome." She grins sheepishly. "What about you? What kind of girl would you like?"

"Oh! That sounds nice." Her face brightens, seemingly relieved at the idea of knowing what she's looking for now. "So, do you want to help me find that person, or should we just continue searching ourselves?"

She studies your expression, unsure how well her attempts at flattery are working so far.

"Hmm..." She frowns, tilting her head to the side as she continues to look at you. "I-if you're sure?" she asks tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart begins racing wildly in her chest as she hopes against hope that maybe... just maybe...

"Well, uh..." Momo stammers out, blushing even harder now that it's clear you meant her. "I-I don't know many people who wear stirrups... A-and pink hoodies are kind of hard to come by too..." She fidgets with her hair nervously, wondering what else she could say in this awkward situation.

"But if you really think I would be a good girlfriend..." Her voice trails off, hoping that maybe you'll finish the sentence for her.

"O-oh! I see..." She hesitates, not sure what to say as her cheeks burn even brighter. It takes everything in her to meet your gaze and maintain eye contact. "I-if you think so..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. Her breath hitches when you continue speaking, wishing she could just melt into the floor beneath her.

The tension between you hangs thick in the air for what feels like an eternity before finally beginning to ease slightly as a tentative smile finds its way onto Momo's lips. "I-if that's really what you want..." she stammers, still finding it hard to believe that this could be happening.

Her heart is pounding, and her cheeks are burning hotter than ever. This can't be happening... but it feels so right somehow. "I-if you really think I could be your girlfriend," she finally manages to stammer out, her voice barely audible even to herself, "then I would love that."

She looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes, wondering what you'll say next. Will this dream of hers become a reality? Or will everything crumble back into nothingness like it always seems to do when things finally start looking good for her? Only time will tell...

She's confused, hurt, and disappointed all at once. Did she do something wrong? Was it too soon to hope for this after everything that's happened between them? Momo tries to fight back tears as you leave her bedroom, the door clicking shut behind you. What should she do now?

With a sigh, she leans back against her bed and covers her face with her hands, taking a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. It's clear that this isn't over yet... but for now, she just needs some time alone to sort through her feelings.

"Maybe I moved too fast... maybe I should've waited until he was ready..." she whispers to herself, berating her own desperate need for connection and companionship. The weight of loneliness settles back into its place in her chest as reality sets in: there are no easy answers, no simple solutions. Only time will tell if they can find their way back together... or if this was just another false hope, flickering briefly before dying out forever.

After contemplating everything that's happened, she can't stop thinking about you and how much your presence meant to her today. The image of you leaning in, eyes locked onto hers... it sticks with her like honey on a thorn. She wonders what might have been if things had gone differently; would you have reciprocated her feelings? Would they finally find some semblance of happiness together? Or was it all just a fool's dream, doomed to crumble beneath the weight of their past mistakes and fears?

Meanwhile, Momo learns about what happened to you from another friend who sees through their phone. Her heart aches for you as she wonders if there's anything she could have done to stop it. The thought of anyone treating someone so kind and caring the way they treated you only serves to fuel her anger, making her more determined than ever to stand up for both of you against

The following day, as she makes her way through the halls of school, Momo can't help but keep an eye out for you. Each time she sees someone resembling your profile from afar, her heart races with anticipation before falling into disappointment when it turns out to be someone else. She wishes there was something she could do to make things better for both of you, to show everyone that they're wrong about aliens and kind people and boys who like pink hoodies and stirrup socks.

She arrives at her first class feeling more alone than ever before, but still determined not to give up on her friends or herself. There must be some way out of this mess... she just has to find it.

"H-hi..." she replies, her voice barely above a whisper as she forces herself to meet your gaze. Her heart is racing, and she can't help but feel a blush creeping up her neck despite the cold weather. After everything that happened yesterday... seeing you again feels like both a dream come true and a nightmare all at once.

She bites her lip nervously, unsure how to proceed from here. Does she apologize for running away? Ask if there's anything she can do to make things better between them? Or does she just stand here, hoping against hope that you'll say something first? The uncertainty is agonizing, but Momo refuses to give up on the possibility of finding happiness with you.

Momo glances down at her feet, blushing even harder now. "Oh, um... I-I just thought they looked cute today?" she says with a small laugh, hoping it comes across as casual and confident instead of nervous and flustered. She bites her lip again before looking back up at you, searching your expression for any hint of how you feel about this admission.

The silence stretches on, making her heart race even faster. It's almost unbearable; she wants so badly to know what you're thinking right now, but she also doesn't want to push too hard and scare you away again. As much as she hates the not knowing, it might just be the better option this time...

Her gaze drops again, focusing on the floor tiles as she considers her words carefully. Maybe it's for the best if they take things slow... after all, trust doesn't come easily when it's been broken so many times before. She takes a deep breath and finally looks up at you once more, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I-if we ever want to get anything going..." she begins hesitantly, "maybe we should try hanging out sometime... just the two of us?"

She holds her breath as she waits for your reply, hope swirling in her chest like a tiny flame against the icy winds of doubt and fear.

Maybe... just maybe, this could work out after all. She tries to keep the hope from shining too brightly in her eyes as she continues speaking: "I-if you think that sounds good, I'd really like that." Her voice is soft but steady, and she offers you a small, trembling smile. "What do you say?

"What do you mean, 'if I think that sounds good'?" She rolls her eyes playfully and nudges your arm with the crook of her elbow. "Of course it sounds good! We should totally hang out sometime." A hopeful smile crosses her face as she continues, "Besides... I don't want to spend my free time shopping for new boyfriends anymore. I think you'd make a much better partner in crime." She laughs softly, blushing a little at her own joke.

Your reaction surprises her; she wasn't expecting you to be so easily flustered. It makes her smile grow a little wider, and she leans closer to you, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever. "There's no need to worry," she whispers softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "We can take things slow if that's what you want... but I really like the sound of hanging out with just you."

She bites her lip, trying to hide another blush as she studies your face for any signs of how this makes you feel. It's almost too much; she wants so badly to know what's going on inside that beautiful head of yours... but for now, she'll take the uncertainty and hope it will lead them somewhere good together.

"W-well..." She stammers, flustered by your trembling voice. "We could go to the arcade... or maybe catch a movie? Or just hang out at my place and talk or something?" She bites her lip again, unable to hide another blush as she wonders which option would make you feel most comfortable.

Her heart races faster with every passing second, wishing time would slow down so they could have all the time in the world together. But for now, she'll take whatever slice of happiness she can get and be grateful for it.

Well, we could always go to the arcade! I used to love going there with my ex before he... you know. It'd be nice to reminisce a bit, don't you think? And who knows? Maybe you'll finally find someone that can top my high score in Tetris. Ha!

H-Huh? You want to come over...? She blushes deeper, surprised by your request. Well, I suppose there's no harm in that. My place isn't anything fancy, but we could hang out and get to know each other better. Just make sure you let me know when you're coming, so I can clean up a bit first... She looks down at her feet nervously, unable to hide her growing smile as she imagines spending time alone with you.

Her heart skips a beat at your eagerness; it's sweet, and just a little bit frightening. "Okay," she says slowly, taking a step back to get her bearings. "Just give me a moment to text you the address, and I can walk you there if you want." She quickly pulls out her phone and types in her address, then texts it to you before slipping her phone away again.

She turns back to face you, mustering up as much courage as she can find. "So... should we go then?" Her voice comes out sounding a lot shakier than she intended, but she can't hide the hopefulness in her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she nods and starts walking towards the exit, feeling your presence at her side. As they walk out of school grounds together, hand in hand, she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness wash over her despite all that's happened before. It's surreal; it almost feels like a dream come true... and she knows that whatever happens from here on out will be worth it as long as they have each other by their side.

She leads you into her room, blushing deeply as she takes in your reaction to her simple yet cozy abode. Her bed is neatly made with a few colorful pillows and a soft-looking blanket folded at the end. A small desk sits against one wall, covered in various school supplies and decorative trinkets. On another wall, she has a bookshelf filled with her favorite manga series and a few classic novels.

Taking a seat on her bed, Momo pats the spot next to her invitingly. "So... what would you like to do?" She asks nervously, glancing at you from beneath her lashes.

"Well," she says with a shy smile, "I've always wanted to try making homemade pizza. We could do that if you want." She bites her lip and looks up at you expectantly. "Or we could just talk or watch a movie or play some games... Whatever you feel like!" Her cheeks flush brightly as she waits for your answer, hoping against hope that she's making the right choice in spending time with you.

She grins widely and immediately begins searching through her collection of movies, looking for something they might both enjoy. After a few moments, she settles on a romantic comedy that's been on her watch list for months. "How about this one?" She asks eagerly, holding up the DVD case. "It's called 'Love Actually' and it's supposed to be really sweet."

Without waiting for your response, she scampers over to her DVD player and inserts the disc. The television flickers to life, showing a series of cute animated credits that immediately set the mood for the evening. She plops down on the bed next to you, facing you with a bright smile on her face. "So, what do you think?"

Glad you approve! She snuggles in closer to your side, feeling more at ease now that they're sharing the same space and doing something together. "Oh, and by the way," she says casually, her cheeks flushing even brighter, "thank you for coming over tonight. I had a lot of fun shopping with you earlier today."

Their shared laughter fills the room as the movie begins to play, but Momo can't help but feel a tiny pang in her heart every time she looks at you. She knows that things aren't always going to be this easy between them, and there will be ups and downs along the way... but for now, she's just going to enjoy the moment and focus on making this relationship work, one step at a time.

"It's okay," she says softly, sensing your confusion. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. We can just watch the movie and talk if that's what you prefer." Her voice is gentle but firm, conveying both her reassurance and her desire to respect your boundaries.

She glances at the television, intent on focusing on the movie for now and letting things progress naturally between them. As they cuddle up closer together, Momo can't help but wonder what might happen next... but for tonight, she decides that it doesn't matter. She's content just being with you like this, enjoying the simple pleasure of your company and hoping against hope that things will only get better from here.

While you watch the movie, Momo seems content to stay close but gives you some space. She occasionally glances over at you, studying your expression and trying not to let her own nerves show too much. After a while, she decides to try breaking the silence in hopes of making this time more comfortable for both of you.

"So," she says with a small laugh, "how's school treating you these days? Got any interesting stories from class?" Her tone is light and conversational, but there's an undercurrent of nervousness beneath it that mirrors your own.

She watches your reaction carefully, waiting to see if this conversation will help break the ice between you. Her heart is racing just as fast as it did when she first met you today, and she can't help but feel a tiny rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins at the prospect of finally getting close to someone like this... but mostly, she just hopes that by talking with you, she'll eventually be able to make you feel more comfortable around her.

She fidgets a little, unsure how to proceed. You seem so tense and uncomfortable... she hates the thought of making you feel that way. Maybe if she just gives you some space for now? With a sigh, she turns her attention back to the movie, trying not to let her frustration show on her face.

The silence stretches on, interspersed only by the occasional chuckle from the TV. It's almost painful; Momo can feel her heart breaking a little more each time she catches your eye and sees the look of discomfort there. Maybe she should have just stuck with her initial plan of making homemade pizza... it would have been less nerve-wracking for both of them, wouldn't it?

The movie finally ends, leaving the room quiet once more except for the sound of your breathing and the ticking of a nearby clock. Momo hesitates before speaking, not wanting to push you too hard but also unable to stand the silence any longer. "I-if you want," she says softly, "we can watch something else or maybe just talk some more?" Her cheeks flush at her own boldness; maybe she should have waited until after they'd gotten closer for that... but it's too late now. All she can do is hope you accept her offer.

Don't be sorry, it's okay... really. I just wanted tonight to be special for us, that's all. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, okay? I promise.

No, you're not ruining anything! I wanted to spend time with you tonight too, and I still do. We'll figure it out together, okay? Just tell me what you want to do, and we'll do that. You don't have to worry about messing up or making the wrong choice; we can handle this together.

I understand that you're feeling nervous, but I promise you that we're in this together and I won't leave your side until you feel comfortable enough to talk to me. You don't have anything to prove or any reason to be ashamed of who you are; I like you for you, alien boyfriend socks and all! Let's just take things slow tonight and get to know each other better.