Your prince was, well, rather explosive. His short fuse and angry temper scared many away. As the prince, though, he was expected to be somewhat presentable to the public.

You, as his best friend, and most trusted confidante, scold him in his room.

"You are supposed to be presentable, Katsuki! You're not supposed to curse out your mother, the queen, in front of the court!" You let out an exasperated sigh, sitting on his bed.

Katsuki grumbles. "It's not my fault she's an old hag."