Traumatized

KYOKA POV

No one had seen or heard from Izuku all week. Everytime time anyone called it went straight to voicemail, he must have turned it off. Class has been utter hell since Saturday night, the usual cheer and laughter that would fill the common area and class were gone. We were all too distracted worrying about Izuku.

Everyday Momo, Uraraka, Todoroki, and myself would go out and look for him, but we never found anything. We weren't the only ones looking, Mama Joke and Pops reached out to all of their contacts as well, but none of them had found anything. It was like Izuku disappeared off the face of the Earth.

Mama Joke was a complete mess, when I called her to tell her Izuku left she rushed over to hear everything. I expected her to be furious with me, but instead she comforted me and told me everything would be alright. I was shocked, I caused all this and she comforted me. I didn't deserve that treatment from her.

My parents weren't as understanding, when I first told them what happened they immediately thought Izuku had hurt me again. They were prepared to be done with him for good, but once they heard everything their tunes changed. Dad didn't hold anything against Izuku, but he swore that I did nothing wrong. Mom on the other hand didn't baby me, she told me that I messed up. It hurt, but I needed to hear it.

Uraraka was hard to handle, one minute she's giving me death glares and the next she's asking me about everything from Izuku's past. I answered any questions she had, at this point there was no need to hide anything. She took it more or less how I expected, a lot of tears. Surprisingly her spirits were lifted when I told her that Izuku had planned to tell her everything when things calmed down.

The culture festival preparations were more or less at a stand still. We no longer had the drive or motivation for it. Pops continued to urge us to press forward, but it was easier said than done. We did manage to practice some the night before the festival, but it was rough, no one's head was in it. After a couple hours we called it a night and decided to go again in the morning hoping that we would find any form of motivation, but I knew it wouldn't be that simple.

The morning of the festival had arrived and the common area had more energy than it had in awhile. Some people seemed to have caught the festival fever while others were just trying to distract themselves. It must be nice to be able to forget that easily.

The little amount of time we had to practice was quickly passing. Teaching Sero how to run sound at the last second wasn't going well. He was taking too long to make adjustments and couldn't get our monitor's right, more often than not I had to run and adjust it for everyone. I knew my monitor wasn't going to be right, I was going to have to focus extra hard to not mess up.

Once everything got started practice was still ruff, I could tell with my quirk that the house mix was off. All the balances were wrong and everything clashed. It was causing the dance team to be out of time. I couldn't focus on my singing, everything was falling apart. This was going to be a complete embarrassment.

"Izuku... I wish you were here right now."

This wasn't working, I needed to fix the sound so it would at least be passable. As I was setting my guitar down the door to the gym opened up. It was still way too early for people to come in, the show wasn't for another hour. It was likely just one of our teachers coming to check on us to make sure everything was ok.

"Don't you dare step off that stage."

Everything froze, everyone's attention turned to the voice that had entered. A mix of emotions filled the air as no one knew what exactly to think.

"Izuku... you're here."

All eyes were on him as he casually walked to the soundboard as if nothing had happened. It was obvious we didn't know how to act right now as we all just stared at him blankly. We weren't the only ones though, I could hear Izuku's heart beating incredibly fast. He was trying his best to keep a calm expression as he took over for Sero.