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It was a strange experiment, but Ochako was willing to help.In an empty lab room, Melissa set it up so that her and Ochako's heart rates would be monitored and recorded as they ran on their respective treadmills. The two would run for three minutes and see how the results differed, and if those differences were at all caused by the presence of a Quirk. The catch? The treadmills were facing each other, which meant Ochako had to spend three minutes running and watching Melissa run in a sports bra and shorts. So the results could get muddled by causes of high heart rate that were unaccounted for.Yes, Ochako found Melissa very attractive. Who wouldn't? She's smart, gorgeous, and passionately determined, so when the inventor asked the hero-in-training for help with the experiment, Ochako jumped at the chance probably quicker than necessary. So there she was, standing on a treadmill in her sport clothes, hooked up to heart monitors while facing her crush."Are you ready, Uraraka?" Melissa held her finger over her stopwatch, ready to press."Ready!" Ochako said, already trying not to blush."Go!"The treadmills screamed to life; the two women ran to keep pace. The rhythm of the heartbeats phased in and out with the sound of running shoes hitting the tread. Ochako's eyes wandered about. First to the cupboards and counters around the room, then to the machines recording their heart rates, than finally to the panel on her treadmill. Despite her efforts, Ochako struggled to keep from staring at Melissa. Strands of her blonde hair coming undone from the tied-back ponytail. Her mouth slightly open to maintain her breath. The droplets of sweat sliding from her face down her neck, passed her collarbones and onto her–'Focus, Uraraka!' Ochako thought. She moved her eyes forward, locking them with Melissa's. 'Damn, her eyes were beautiful.'Melissa had this look: her cool-blue eyes were half-lidded to provide sharp focus, and her lips were curved into the slightest of smirks. That passionate determination Ochako admired so much was pointed straight at her. 'Melissa isn't just running,' she thought. 'She is running to me.'The alarm on Melissa's stopwatch rang out. Melissa slowed to a stop and disconnected herself from the monitors, and Ochako followed suit. For a moment, the two stood, panting, sweating, and staring at one another. Once Ochako gathered enough energy, she went to disembark. And no sooner had she stepped off the treadmill, than she saw Melissa striding towards her. Suddenly, she felt Melissa's hands grab hold of her and pull her into a searing kiss. As the sweat cooled on her skin, Ochako's heart warmed, letting Melissa lead their tongues in a desperate waltz. Ochako felt positively electric.After they parted and caught their breath, Ochako couldn't help but let out a silent laugh, both out of happiness and out of wonder at how quickly this escalated."Did you do all this," she used her eyes to gesture to the room around them, full of health monitors and exercise equipment. "to get to me?"Melissa caressed Ochako's face, hoping not to let go."I might've," she said. Ochako giggled at that."I'm glad."