Katsuki Bakugo and you are best friends.

He lives in the suburban area of the city, you live in the more… rigid part of the city.

He his filthy rich and you are practically broke. However none of this ever got in the way of your friendship. You guys would hang out at the park, in the woods, at one’s house.

He would always pay when you guys bought snacks, he always thought it was sweet when you would try to pay but come up short.

You always made him handmade gifts. You always apologized for it not being something expensive, but he truly cherished everything you gave him.

Now, you guys are in your senior year at a public high school (his parents wanted to go to private school but he refused to go to a school where you weren’t) and about to finish up the year. You’re getting nervous.

Katsuki can afford college 10 times over again. You can barely afford the school lunch. You don’t want to keep him from college, no, distance wasn’t the problem. It’s the fact that in college, he’ll make new friends. New, more financially stable friends. Friends who can keep up with Ralph Lauren shirts and luxury golf courses.

You’re afraid that he’s going to leave you in the dust.

You’re walking back home with Katsuki right beside you since he wanted you to come over to his house. His damn mansion of a house. Then he started talking about college on your walk there…

“I think Harvards a good option for me.. or maybe UCLA? I dunno.”