Momo managed to score just above average in the tests. Only due to her odd musculature she managed to place higher than most people whose physiologies were unaffected by their quirks. In the toe-touches, however, she absolutely destroyed most of the competition, and the sit-ups went relatively well, too. As soon as the tests ended, Momo took her chance and went to the bathroom. After everyone had finished their tests, they were sent back to class. Momo understood very well heroes also had to be able to function normally in society, but she had been a little disappointed regardless. She'd been looking forward to something... exciting, something heroic.
Most classes seemed to be lectures, while probably important, not very interesting or occupying. Because of this, Momo spent a lot of time just listening with one ear as she doodled in her notebook.
When the final bell rung, Momo started packing her stuff. Class hadn't been very exciting, as seeing a pro-hero becomes less exciting when it happens so often in a single day. On the other hand, Momo had managed to make a decent drawing through all the lectures, which pleased her greatly, as it had turned out pretty well, even though it wasn't quite finished yet. As Momo finished packing up, and everyone was swiftly exiting, she couldn't help but wonder what to do with her free time. She really wanted to hang out with someone, but was held back by a sense of awkwardness born from the fact she barely knew any of her classmates.
Just then she remembered the nice, albeit short chat she'd had with the girl next to her...
But what was her name again!? It started with Ana... Right? With a sigh and a deep breath, Momo turned to Anagorm. Trying to seem nonchalant about it, Momo decided to try the sentence Alice had thought her to use, she messed up the execution as she simply didn't have the confidence needed to make it sound right.
"Yo. wanna hang? It'll be wicked."