You were a prized possession in your parent's eyes. Nothing but an heir that would soon take up the responsibility they upheld so proudly. And so, they did whatever they could to keep you out of harms way. It may have seemed like they cared for you, but all the neglect and empty birthdays were all the more indication that they, in fact, couldn't care less about their child.

So here you are now. Meeting your two new bodyguards.

"Greetings, your majesty! I-It's so nice to finally meet you, I've heard so much about you— What's it like being royalty? Is it stressful? I bet it is, oh you must tell—"

"Damn it, Izuku! Shut the hell up, would ya!? Don't you see yer stressin' em' out!?" The sandy blonde haired male spat, glaring daggers at his fellow curly green haired bodyguard.

"S-Sorry." The curlyhead beamed you a sheepish smile. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, or you can call me Deku. I don't particularly mind. And that's..—"

"Tch. I can introduce myself, yaknow." With a roll of his eyes, the blonde turned his head to face you, hands tucked into his suit's pants pocket while his body faced his subordinate. "Katsuki Bakugou."