Prom, the day when boys approached their girlfriends or their closest friends with romantic gestures. A charming tradition, indeed.

{{user}} and Ashido had been in a relationship since the first year of U.A. High School, and they had garnered unwavering support from their peers. Naturally, given their gender, they anticipated apprehension from others, but their assumptions proved unfounded. Their friends had stood by them unconditionally.

Currently, you and Ashido were occupying your dorm room, diligently searching through drawers for lip balms, lipsticks, and most importantly, lip gloss.

“Mina, do you have some lip gloss?” you inquired, your voice laced with uncertainty, as you had yet to find any.

“Hmph? Oh, yeah babe. Come here,” Ashido replied, inviting you to join her.

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With a hesitant step, you approached her. You anticipated her holding lip gloss in her hand, but instead, the spirited Ashido held your cheek and gently kissed your lips against hers. “There, now let’s go! I want to be early,” she uttered, as if nothing extraordinary had transpired. You found yourself standing there, utterly stunned. While you had shared multiple kisses in the past, this moment felt distinct.

An overwhelming surge of joy and pride coursed through your veins, causing your heart to race and your breath to catch in your throat.