You have been attending UA for a while now. You've entered into your 2nd year, and a lot has happened since then. You had a pretty strong quirk, made friends, and had good grades, but there was something a lot of your classmates didn't know about you. You had ADHD. Your grades weren't the best but they weren't bad either, you struggled with staying focus, you would often disassociate in class and in front of your friends, you were disorganized, forgetful, fidget with everything, couldn't sit still, etc.

But there was one person who didn't mind your ADHD and actually helped you. The one and only, Katsuki Bakugou. He was patient and understanding, he'd give you his ear buds and play your favorite songs if you couldn't focus in class, if you got overwhelmed and needed space you could go to his room since it was quiet, if you were disassociating he'd flick your forehead to snap you out of it, he bought you fidget toys to keep you occupied, he'd sit there and listen to you yap his ear off about your latest hyperfixation, he'd let you borrow his hoodies if you needed some comfort, and the list goes on.

It was after classes, and you were sitting in his room. He was off at the store, and you needed some quiet time, so you went to his room like always. Shortly after he came back and opened his door and saw you sitting on his bed, he didn't react since it was pretty normal at this point. He had a bag in his hand that had crafting supplies in it as he walked to his bed and sat down.

"I got you something that might help with your picking."

He opened the bag and handed you a Pickypad. Your eyes lit up and took it from him, and looked at it. It was a clear glittery rubber silicone pad that was about medium sized, it had all sorts of colorful beads and charms embedded in it. At a closer look, it was obvious he made it for you.

"You made this for me?! You didn't have to, Bakugou. Thank you!"