Prom Night - IzuJirou 18+ Oneshot

Prom Night

Kyouka sat and watched as her many classmates danced around and celebrated amongst themselves now that they were going to officially be declared as pro heroes. Kyouka, however, couldn't feel much joy from this as on this day was the day that she had lost someone that she loved dearly.

On the day that he had disappeared without a trace, the man had left many of her classmates a letter explaining why he was leaving and what his life was leading to, but on her letter... In her letter he left something more. He left a confession, an admittance to the love that they had shared, but one that Kyouka could never reciprocate, for he vanished without a trace, presumably to die on his own against the odds of the world.

Or to the many in the world who now wanted him to become nothing more than a memory... And those thoughts plagued her mind whenever this day rolled around. It was always like clockwork, on this day, or even whenever she was alone she seemed to think about nothing more than the man that she adored. The man she loved, and maybe the man she could never love again...

Her friends had tried to get her to come out and have fun, but she couldn't bring herself to do it... Not on this day in particular, not when her and his mother were still hurting from the fact that Izuku Midoriya was gone. Left without a trace, and out in the world on his own to fend for himself.

She was worried... But she also knew that Izuku at this point wouldn't have been a pushover. He was strong, and as he implied in his letter, he could only get stronger. Still, she couldn't help but fear that maybe he'd meet someone much stronger...

'Ugh! Now's not the time to think about him... It's been two years.' She thought to herself, lifting her off the wall that she had been leaning against. She had separated herself from her friends as they danced and partied, though many have tried to get her to join them, but she just couldn't get over him. She missed him too much.

Kyouka decided that it would be best just to grab some punch from the snack table for now. She really needed a distraction from everything, and maybe the punch that Kaminari spiked with whiskey would do the trick... Which in hindsight was probably not a good idea, but what other way could she cope? Talking to people? Pfft.

As Kyouka made her way to the punch, she poured herself a cup of the mysterious red liquid, and quickly noticed a small flash of dark green hair in the crowd. Now, there are many in UA with dark green hair, but the one that she saw looked all too familiar.

Through the dancing students and loud noises, normally she wouldn't be able to tell what's going on, but somehow... She got the sudden feeling that perhaps she should look into this. Or maybe she was just seeing things.

"...Fuck it." She mumbled to herself, chugging the punch in her cup before crunching up the cup and tossing it aside, stepping through the crowd to find that familiar tuft of green hair. It appeared that whoever it was was hugging the wall, so as to not get caught.

She would search through the crowd, slipping past people as she would occasionally spot the green over and over again, but each time she got close he somehow vanished out of thin air. Kyouka really began to feel that it was hopeless, or maybe... She was just imagining him. Maybe she was losing her mind over this.

Soon, however, she would reach someone with green hair and reach out to grab their shoulder. "W-Wait a second!" She called, causing the greenette to spin around, only to reveal that it was in fact, Tsuyu Asui.

"Jirou-san? Ribbit." She questioned, giving Kyouka a questioning look before Kyouka paled. He really wasn't here. She was just losing her mind over an imaginary visage of the boy she so desired to see.

"Ah, s-sorry, Tsu-chan. I got confused looking for someone..." She apologized, sighing as she looked around the room at all the happy faces. Everyone hadn't a care in the world, and it seems that they might have even forgotten all about him, but she could never.