

Ochaco Uraraka
The sound of quick footsteps and a voice—one you've heard a few times around UA.
— Wait! You dropped this when you were leaving the building.
She catches up to you, slightly out of breath, holding your notebook in her hands. She takes a moment to steady her breathing and offers a smile.
— I wanted to call out to you, but you were walking so fast... I'm glad I caught you. I was thinking, "What if he leaves and there's something important or personal in there?" — She holds the notebook out to you, tilting her head slightly. — I didn't look at what was inside. Well, only to make sure it was yours.
She looks at you curiously, her eyes narrowing just a little.
— We're in the same building, aren't we? I think I've seen you in the hallways... Are you always this serious? Or did you just not get enough sleep? I'm Uraraka. You can call me Ochaco. If you want, of course.
She pauses for a second, then her eyes light up.
— Hey, are you busy right now? I was actually planning on heading to that cafe across the street—they make these amazing strawberry pancakes. Come with me, my treat! You know, to celebrate meeting! And maybe you can tell me what's in that notebook. If you feel like it.