A/N:

Setting: Enichi Festival (hope y'all listened to Drama CD). This one's with a little bit of twisting from /

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As early as now, thank you for reading!

Enichi Festival:

I never thought that I'll end up being here in the festival. Curiosity is indeed a tough enemy. I sighed. My Mother will truly scold me for being here tonight. I walked a few steps, because I wanted to admire all the bright lights and the people with colorful yukatas that are enjoying each stall, but I can't get the mental image of my Mother scolding me for being curious, being such a teenage girl.

I sighed again. I decided to go back home when I heard someone calling my name, and saying something.

"That's two big sighs already, Yaoyorozu."

Turning around, I saw a familiar face. He was wearing a dark blue polo, his eyes with different colors, and his hair red and white. He was staring at me. I quickly composed myself to greet him. I asked him why he was here, wondering.

"This is a festival. Is it a bad idea to be here and enjoy the night?"

I felt shy. Here I am, wanting to go home because of the possible scolding, never realizing that yes, festivals are meant to be enjoyed. My thoughts were wandering and got cut when -

"It fits you well, your yukata."

Surprised, I blushed. I thanked him. There was an awkward silence, and he kept staring at me. I wanted to break this cursed silence, stuttering, he cut off my words again -

"Let's go."

I asked him where. My head tilted.

"To the festival. We're here for it right? Let's enjoy tonight."

A few sentences, I had already forgotten about my Dear Mother and her scolding, and decided to go with him. I followed and walked behind him in the sea of crowds, and I was barely catching up to him as we walked, as he was fast. As expected. I bumped into someone and I quickly apologized and bowed my head.

After bowing, I felt a hand holding mine. I flinched.

Glaring and at the person who held my hand softly, my expression quickly softened as well.

"So we won't get separated."

His voice was so low I was so glad I heard it in this bustling crowd. I hid my blush and continued to walk, now beside him as he held my hand gently.

"Are you alright? Does it hurt?" He asked.

I tilted my head, wondering why, and asking him, what hurts?

"Your hand. I consider myself a hand crusher because of Midoriya and Iida..."

I remembered the story and I laughed before he even finished his story. His face softened and I really admired that face. My heart skipped a beat, or skipped a bigger one because my heart started pounding so fast when I first saw him here, faster when he held my hand.

We continued walking, and I tried looking at the stalls as we do that. We decided to stop at some stalls, choosing and eating food, playing some games in which I cannot calculate on how to win. He won some games, he even got us a pair of masks, his mask with a comical expression called Hyotokko - the mouth is rounded on one side of the face, and mine was a woman with a large oval-shaped head and smiling eyes, called Okame. He chose carefully and mentioned the names of the mask, he really knows his traditional Japanese.

We decided to stop at a certain location. It's almost time for the fireworks. Our hands are still intertwined, maybe because it's still crowded, or we just kind of gotten used to it. I was really happy. I told him I enjoyed. Before the fireworks, I felt his hand strongly gripped mine. And I wondered why.

He hesitantly opened up about his family. His treatment to his friends due to that. I listened, and I looked at him. He opened his heart to me later on and I encouraged him. Really, my words can be backed up by my action, I was and will be there for him. For the first time tonight, he smiled directly at me. Fireworks bursting along with my heart leaping.

He held my hand tightly. I held it back. But I can't let him see my face, so I used my other hand to hide myself with the mask he chosen earlier. I looked at the fireworks. It was loud and beautiful. But what was louder, clearer, and more beautiful was his words that I can't fathom, but made my heart joyful.

"Thank you Yaoyorozu. You being here with me is the best night I ever had. Shall we come to the festival again next year, my Okame?"

Blushing inside my Okame mask, I nodded at him. I didn't realize he was wearing his mask too.

School, the day after:

"Yaho! Yaomomo!" I heard Hagakure calling me as I yawned on my seat. I looked at her and greeted her back. Uraraka giggled. And Hagakure started on her interrogation.

"You looked beautiful last night." I tilted my head and wondered what she meant.

"Ooohhh. Someone's being safe." Uraraka added to Hagakure's story.

"You think we didn't recognize you? You were holding hands with someone and you were even wearing couple masks!" Hagakure excitedly said.

Couple masks? I almost yelled.

"Duh. Hyotokko and Okame - couple masks. Okame brings good fortune and happiness to a man she will marry. And you were with a guy a bit taller than you. It was dark, he was wearing a Hyotokko that was a couple with yours. We couldn't see him." Uraraka added to the story.

They saw me last night, but I was more surprised the ones he chosen were couple masks with deeper meanings.

I gulped and I blushed intensely. My heart kept beating fast, realizing his last few words as we watched the fireworks last night.

"Thank you Yaoyorozu. You being here with me is the best night I ever had. Shall we come to the festival again next year, my Okame?"

And the timing of the devil, Todoroki entered the classroom.

The girls kept giggling because of my reaction, and Todoroki bowed and greeted me.

"Good morning Yaoyorozu. Again, thank you. I really had fun last night."

I was left speechless. Motionless. Just there, sitting and continued with the blushing.

The giggling girls suddenly stopped, it suddenly became quiet. I didn't realize that our banters extended to the whole class, who exclaimed:

"Ehhh?!"