Faded Memories

Kacchan

Heh...it's been a fat minute huh. <3

\\Katsuki//

Asuna... she reminds me of someone. I just can't figure out who it is! The past months i've gotten so close to figuring it out but it immediately slips away.

"Hey bakubro... You alright?" Shitty hair stands behind me with his hand on my shoulder. "Yeah...Why?" "Y-you stopped walking and we didn't notice so we went looking for you.... And you were still standing." What the fu-. I look around, I fucking forgot I was at the mall.

"Katsuki there you are. W-we were really worried." I turn to see Asuna almost crying. "It's fine I was just....Thinking?" I hug her which she hugs back. I quickly change the subject not wanting to be questioned any further. Shitty hair looked at me weird but kept walking.

\\Izuku//

Exactly 2 weeks 36 minutes and 21 seconds until districts- 19,18,17,16. Yeah- I can't wait. Outside it looks like I can care less but in the inside- I could bounce around every wall.

"Izuku~!" I turn my head and see a girl with jet black hair and green eyes. Like mine but brighter. I stare at her confused, "yes?" "W-well u-uh come on ashalee you can do it, ahem s-so uh- KOYO I CANT DO IT!"

I look behind her and I see koyo peeking around the wall trying not to laugh while recording what's happening. "Koyo what the hell are you doing." "Izuku! Heh- so remember I said i'd try to see who you like. Right well surprise surprise i'm trying!"

Who even is that girl? I look back at her to she she's walking to us. "Ah, sorry izuku. Koyo tried getting me to flirt with you but that's not quiet my personality." I narrow my eyes at her and look her up and down.

She has black glasses matching her hair and she's caring pre cal-......PRE CALCULUS!? How smart is she!? She stuck her hand out. "My name is Ashalee." Still in shock I stare at her. She's puts her hand down, "w-well I hope we can be friends by izuku, by koyo!"

I furrowed my eyebrows staring at her walking away. "Why." "I told you i'd figure who your into to." Well you can't koyo because this person doesn't even live in America. That's what I wanted to say but of course didn't. I just stayed silent while listening to his constant talking.

The whole way there he wouldn't stop talking about who I like. So to shut him up I just told him. "Koyo, they don't live in America." ".....Oh, so you still like this person even though you've lived in America for half a year?" I nodded my head.

"You must like this person a lot." "...Yeah, I do." We got to my house and went to my room. "Can you..Tell me more about this, mistress of yours." He says all cheekily.

I slightly smile and nod. "Their...Their really amazing. Their super talkative and is really confident- almost cocky." I let out a chuckle.

"The first time we meet- well talked was when it was my first day. It was raining and neither of us had a umbrella. They gave me there jacket which I kept forgetting to give back. Then I guess we clicked. We always hung out and overall he made me really happy."

I smile to myself, I look over at koyo to see he's stunned. "What?" "It's...It's a he?" Shit. Fuck. Fucking shit. "I-." I couldn't find the right words. "WHATS HIS NAME IZUKU!?" I was taken aback by his sudden thrillment.

"Why are you so happy?" "Because I finally figured out who!" He-...He doesn't care? "Wait- So you don't...Care?" "What? Of course. Your my best friend." I smiled at koyo.

"His name is Katsuki." "GOT IT!" He pulled out his phone and started typing. "What are you doing?" He didn't answer me, until he smirked showing me a picture. "Is this him?~"

He showed me a picture of a guy with spiky blonde hair, and red eyes. My eyes widened. I haven't seen him in so long. The emotions I feel are too overwhelming, I break out crying. "N-No izuku. Don't cry." Koyo leans closer to me awkwardly patting my back.

"You must really like him huh?" I didn't answer, all I could do was cry. I missed him so much. His smile, his stupid smirk, the way he'd talk to me, the way he'd look at me, the way he'd treat me. He'd look at me like I was his world, he'd touch me like I was the most fragile thing in the world, he'd talk to me like we haven't talked in ages. I just want him back.........

I want my kacchan back.