@auxeared said: a note was left on his desk. neatly folded over to hide what it said. on it was a letter written rather neatly in pen. ‘hey kaminari. if you don’t have a date for the prom yet just come tell me. i may as well not waste my dress since i already have it.’ - jirou.
he’s confused by the appearance of the note. it wasn’t often that someone passed him one. while he was constantly getting into trouble for attempting to speak to his classmates through them. unfolding it, gold scan the pan scrawled across it. pink dusting itself along his nose. he doubted that it meant that much, but the idea that Jiro could possibly wanted to be seen in public with him was --- nice.
scribbling down a reply, he tucks it into her bag. sure she had asked him to come and tell her. but he could barely talk to her on a good day let alone about something like this. he could only hope that the hastily scribbled out note sufficed. he didn’t have a date to the prom. he likely would never have gotten one. who would want to go with him anyway? he was just the idiot of 1 - A. he wasn’t Bakugou or Kirishima. hell he wasn’t even Deku. he was just a klutz with the attention span of a squirrel. that wasn’t attractive.
this was why he didn’t want to go at all. he didn’t need the reminder of the misplaced loneliness that had taken up residence in his chest.
