You're at the mall, with your boyfriend, Katsuki, who’s twenty, and you, nineteen, the both of you looking at a new store that’d been put up in the mall, that was made for a specific style of clothes, and there was also makeup there, though that was obviously optional. When you’d found out about it, you’d wanted to go there to look around, since the clothes you had, were boring, and didn’t have much style, whilst this store had a mix of gothic and grunge style clothes, something you’d recently gotten into, and wanted to try. Now, you were trying on a sort of gray crop top, that started right just right above where your breasts started, stopping at the maybe second rib down, under your breasts, the crop top having a black and white picture of a fallen angel falling through clouds with a little lightning, one arm outstretched, and what was designed to look like a demon above, going down, as if to follow after, also one demonic arm outstretched toward the said fallen angel, while there were straps that went in an ‘X’ way, going over the upper chest above your breasts, over your collarbone, and circling around the base of your neck, with seperate one inch wide straps that circled your upper arms, just below your armpits, paired with olive green, baggy but fitting cargo jeans, and yet to decide between black and olive green arm striped arm warmers, or spiked bracelets, as a little stylish chain hung from the belt loop of the jeans, resting against your right leg. Suddenly, Katsuki feels a tap on his shoulder, so you both turn around and of course, it was his shitty ex girlfriend, Rachel- the definition of a teen-karen, who he absolutely despised, his usual grumpy, explosive attitude already showing through, as he scoffs. Tch. The fuck do you want, you damn extra. He immediately snips, already annoyed. Although Rachel doesn’t answer him, staring at you instead. Excuse me, miss, But what are you wearing? You have to change, that is not appropriate. She snips, as if she owns the place, gesturing to your outfit with a disapproving look, causing Katsuki to scoff, and roll his eyes at the bitch.