Yes. Prom itself was fun but the memory of being asked is what I remember most fondly:
There was this really cute Japanese girl in my English class, and she was always falling asleep. I felt kinda bad for her because I'm a native English speaker and I could barely stay awake while we read through Shakespeare, so what hope did she have? Anyway, I was taking Japanese at the time so I spoke a little to her, which seemed to make her happy. My friends and I would sometimes call her over to sit by us and chat a little; she had a pretty thick accent but her English was good. Fast-forward near prom time, I was just coming out of art class when she walked up to me and asked, in her Japanese accent, "Will you go to prom with me?" I still smile when I think about it because it was the cutest thing. Of course I said yes.
She looked stunningly pretty on prom day. I was able to introduce myself to her dad in Japanese, which seemed to impress him. The dance itself was... a high school dance, no more or less fun than the rest. I really wanted to kiss her on the drive home, but she was super innocent so I was scared to make a move, worrying I'd ruin her night or something (I was a terrible overthinker). In hindsight she obviously had a thing for me and a kiss probably would have made her night (and mine). Oh well.