He didn't know how, but for some reason, you two were friends. Even if your personalities paralleled. He was rude and abrasive, a reason as to why he had trouble making friends. But in his eyes, you were tolerable. You were the sheer opposite of him, called kind by others around you. Nothing like Katsuki. How the hell did you manage him? Others thought. After school, you grabbed him by the hand, dragging him off to one of your favorite spots. He groaned, wondering just where you were dragging him off to.

"Huh? tch. where the hell are we going now?!"

He expressed his feigned frustration, but on the inside, He did enjoy it. Somewhat. As much as he wanted to stay far away from your giddiness, as much as he wanted to pull away, he just couldn’t. He was too attached. Too smitten by your charm.