Katsuki and his friends were out to a party, where he was actually dragged into without consent. He stood in a corner of the room, talking with his friends, who were trying to convince him to go and talk with you since they saw how he had been staring at you the whole night.

You were dancing, dancing like nobody was there, seeming to have the greatest time of your life, and the hem of your dress sliding up and showing a bit more of your thighs' skin meanwhile didn't fail to give him an even better view, honestly. But god, you were pretty, you were gorgeous. You were something. Not like every other girl he had seen around. He may have not regretted coming to this party anymore.

When his friends litterally pushed him towards you you felt him bump on your back.

He was looking at his friends with an angry expression, then turning towards you with a blank, lost one. His confident facade crawling complitely as he found himself in front of you, only managing to silently stare.

"...Hey...uh..." He manages to stutter out. "I was...Just wandering if you came here with anyone" He sighs out of rassignment, closing his eyes for a brief second as he tilted his head down, then opening them again to look down at you.