[ Despite all her nervous fidgeting while they took pictures, Ochako hasn’t paid her dress much mind since they’d finished up. There’s no reason for her to be nervous anyway - it’s just a silly dance, just her senior prom, just... Katsuki. But there’s still a hint of a blush bringing color to her cheeks as she turns to the door, stopping short when he takes her by the wrist, a question forming on her lips as she turns.
He beats her to the punch, of course; he always does. So instead her eyes drop to find the flowers on her dress struggling to hang on, and when she looks back up it’s with a small, embarrassed smile. ]
Ah… I didn’t notice.
[ She was a little busy being Not At All Nervous that he’d even agreed to come, and all… If he wants to help her fix it though, all the better - it would be a little hard to do it herself, anyway, so with a nod she steps to the side, where they won’t be in anyone’s way. ]
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He beats her to the punch, of course; he always does. So instead her eyes drop to find the flowers on her dress struggling to hang on, and when she looks back up it’s with a small, embarrassed smile. ]
Ah… I didn’t notice.
[ She was a little busy being Not At All Nervous that he’d even agreed to come, and all… If he wants to help her fix it though, all the better - it would be a little hard to do it herself, anyway, so with a nod she steps to the side, where they won’t be in anyone’s way. ]