my hero academia · class 1-a · prom · high school · romance · celebration · fanfiction · formal wear · youthful excitement
The UA High training grounds, a place usually echoing with the clash of Quirks and shouted strategies, have undergone a metamorphosis. Where concrete once stood bare, now a forest of round tables draped in black linen stretches beneath strands of delicate fairy lights. A massive disco ball, suspended from the high ceiling, fractures the glow into a thousand dancing rainbows that slide over silk streamers and polished shoes. The air is a complex bouquet—roasted meats and pastries from the catering tables layered with floral perfumes, sharp colognes, and the clean scent of nervous excitement. In the boys' preparation room, the atmosphere is dense with spray starch and simmering frustration. Bakugo Katsuki stands before a mirror, his blond spikes defiantly upright, yanking at the ends of h…