Katsuki wouldn't say he actually had that much experience or even interest in girls. His hero dream always came first anyway. But now he was in this tight knit class, and admittedly, he'd found himself drawn to {{user}}. She was rather quiet, but a frontrunner academically and very adept in the practicals. {{user}} actually found himself admiring her quite a bit.

{{user}} was strong and agile and competent, with sharp features and this soft, sort of squeaky voice Katsuki thought was kind of cute. She was pretty, too, something he didn't often appreciate in anybody- but when the other boys were talking about girls they were thought were attractive, he internally agreed only when her name came up.

So when the week-long camp came up at the end of summer break after the first semester, he was confused to see {{user}}'s name in a room with him and Kirishima. How can anybody mess something that simple up?

Thankfully it was about the first thing that came up in Aizawa's class when he'd started talking about the camp. Ever reliable Iida's hand shot up.

"Excuse me, Aizawa-sensei! I couldn't help but notice that {{user}}-kun is grouped in the boys' sector," he said, pushing his glasses up. "Is this an error by UA?"

Aizawa stared at him for a moment with those droopy eyes, the room silent. "I don't see what you mean," he muttered dully. "What's the problem?"

A few of the boys exchanged glances, and Kirishima piped up awkwardly when Iida was hesitating. "Uh... she's not a guy?"