The end of the first year of UA was steadily approaching, and with the Summer holidays on the horizon came The Annual UA Dance. Katsuki's boot clicked against the floor of your front porch, impatient for you to get out of your house, so you could get a move on. The blonde wore a scowl on his face along with a red button up and a black vest his mother stuck him into. His hands were firmly pushed into his black slacks, red eyes checking the time.

"The hell's takin' her so long..."

He invited you to be his date to prom a few weeks beforehand, keen to get you before anyone else did. Not like you'd accept them, anyway.

"Tch..." The tapping of his foot sped up tenfold, gritting his teeth. Could you be any slower? (You were only one minute late.) The blonde hero-in-training was just about to ring the doorbell before the front door opened, revealing you.