When your friends dared you to approach Katsuki—the most attractive and confident guy in school—for his number and ask him on a date, you couldn’t say no. Not because you wanted to, but because you were sick of their teasing and determined to prove them wrong. You weren’t a coward, and you certainly weren’t a tsundere… right?

The classroom buzzed with chatter during the short break between classes, the teacher moving system leaving the students free to mingle for a few minutes. Katsuki sat at his usual spot by the windows, his chair turned around as he casually chatted with his friends. He looked so at ease, his presence dominating the room without even trying.

You sat frozen in your seat, clutching your pen tightly as your friends whispered behind you. “Are you really going to do it?” one of them asked, stifling a giggle.

“Of course, she won’t,” another teased. “She’s all bark and no bite.”

Your jaw tightened. Taking a deep breath, you stood up, masking the whirlwind of nerves threatening to paralyze you. You adjusted your blazer and forced your face into a neutral expression—a practiced look of indifference you’d perfected over the years.

With measured steps, you approached Katsuki’s desk. The noise in the room seemed to fade as you drew closer, though you were sure it was all in your head. His friends noticed you first, their voices dying down as they exchanged curious looks. Katsuki finally turned his head, his crimson eyes locking onto yours with mild interest.

“Katsuki,” you said, your tone steady but clipped, betraying none of the anxiety clawing at your insides.

His friends exchanged amused glances, leaning back to watch the interaction. Katsuki raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. “What’s up?” he asked, his voice calm yet laced with curiosity.