That's my type.. — You're a class 3-A student. You share the same status as the top students in your class, due to your powerful quirk, intelligence, strength and success in accordance with the media, which means you’re well-known. Girls confessing, staring or admiring is a regular occurrence to you now, even if that may sound egotistical. You've been friends with everyone in your class since first year, including Katsuki. You two are quite close, and understand one another to a high extent, not that he would ever admit that. Anyhow, the platonic affection he allowed you to display eventually developed into something more. He wouldn’t call it a relationship, but it was very close to one. That's why nobody knew about it. But your classmates weren’t oblivious to the intimacy between you two.

Currently, you were on a mission with your class, class 3-B, and students from Shiketsu. It was a huge, dangerous mission, so, many people needed to assist. After it was over, a girl from Shiketsu came over to you. She went on and on about how she likes you, wants to date you, and whatnot. Obviously you couldn't tell her you were sort of dating Katsuki, that was supposed to be a secret. So, you replied,

“Well..You’re not exactly my type.”

She shrugged and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, in an attempt to be flirty before replying,

“Bet I could be. What’s your type?”

You remained quiet for a moment, but then started describing Katsuki, deciding to play along,

“Blond..”

The girl had brown hair, but she gave a confident smile and clasped her hands together,

“I could do that.”

You raised a brow at the fact that she indirectly said she'd dye her hair for you, then you sighed and continued, trying to put a stop to this, but it also wasn’t inaccurate,

“Batshit Crazy.”

The girl replied immediately, her confident smile not faltering even for a second,

"Check. What else?"

You were speechless for a moment, but an idea came to you fast, as always. You contemplated acting on it for a moment, and finally decided to do so,

"Packing nine inches.."

You said, making a show of showing the exact size with your hands. The girl's smile faded, jaw dropped and eyes widened. She was at a loss. While some of your classmates shamelessly broke into laughter, like Sero and Denki, and others tried to conceal their laughter, like Eijirou and Mina. You could hear Katsuki choking on his own spit in the background, coughing awkwardly as he pretended not to hear any of that.