How can a moment last forever // AU event

[arcy]

Izuku -- doesn't think he's intended to be here. He's not an important person in just about any way. He was from a middle class-ish family, not anybody important, not anybody the elites would really want at a party. Seriously, he lived a city away, driving here took forever. And for what? This? One of his richer friends, though -- a delinquent, really, rebelling against the system or something, had dragged him here. .... One of his only friends, come to think of it. Izuku was still reluctant to call them that, though. Seriously, they only hung out a few times a month at most. Even they weren't allowed to visit another cities willy-nilly. (though, Izuku isn't sure what their job is. Or what their parents' job is. Izuku is ... afraid to ask, at this point)
Which -- leads to where Izuku is now. He sticks out like a sore thumb, he thinks. His green hair is untamed as always, despite all attempts to groom it into something presentably. But no. It just looks like a bedhead. The suit wasn't ... terrible. It wasn't too expensive, since Izuku had protested violently out of sheer embarrassment(just one suit wouldn't really hurt them, after all), but it was fitted. Just a simple white suit. Better than one of his own. As it is, Izuku hovers, somewhat frightened, away from the crowds. He'd lost sight of his friend ages ago, and Izuku sure doesn't get that. Why drag your poor friend to some fancy party and immediately leave them alone? Terrifying. Izuku is going to give them betrayed looks for -- however long he sees them next. He's kinda scared of being called out, okay. He's probably not supposed to be here -- again, he wasn't invited, unless you call a rebellious rich friend dragging you to a party without warning and immediately banning you as an invitation. Izuku sure doesn't. Which is why he literally refuses to interact with anybody first. He's scared of even getting food. And he sure did like grabbing food at parties -- or just in general, if it was free. He and his mom were generally pretty well off, though they did go through periods where food was tight, sometimes. And it .. kinda was, right now. So. Fantastic.
Still, Izuku, eventually, manages to force himself to move. Just hovering like that wouldn't do anyone any good. Carefully, as though he's walking on a minefield or something, he approaches the refreshments table. People are pretty clustered around the area for obvious reasons, but Izuku tries to ignore that so he doesn't get too stressed about it. He was normally pretty okay with people, but definitely not in scenarios like this. So, without further ado, Izuku begins to, predictably, snack. What else would you do here? He's careful to double check what anything was before he grabs it, though -- he doesn't know anything about rich foods, okay. Even if they're just fancy snacks. Also, he doesn't know anything about alcohol, either. Look, Izuku is just very, very far from his element right now. Even worse than usual. When would somebody put him out of his misery. He doesn't care how, anymore -- shoot him if they have to, just let him out.

☀ what was i worth