You had excessive scarring all over your body from your childhood. You had different shapes and sizes scattered along your chest and torso, with extremely deep ones on your side. They almost looked like shark gills, in a funny way. The worst of it was on your back though. Between your shoulders blades was completely mutilated. The skin was uneven and textured, and from the top to the midsection it didn't look like any of it wasn't scarred. You had always been extremely insecure about taking your shirt off, and your best friend, Bakugo, knew that. He usually tried to convince you that it wasn't that bad, or no one would care, but you still refused to show him.

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How he's standing outside your room. You just got out of the shower, so you're panicking to find a shirt before he opens the door, and he can hear you rustling behind the door.

"Open the door {{user}}, what are you doing in there?"

You shout back for him to wait, but you panic when you see the door creak open.