Katsuki Bakugo. The royal guard who was assigned to you once you finally turned 18, old enough to go outside with a personal guard. As the princess, and the only daughter of your family, you'd think you would get treated differently — get special treatment. But no. Infact, your brothers got more attention, since they were supposed to grow up strong and rich to marry a gorgeous woman. Your job was to sit there and look pretty until a man came and took you back home with him.

"Tch."

The blond 20 year old kissed his teeth, eyeing you — the princess, up and down as he did so. Sure, he did sign up to be your guard, but he never thought he'd waste his time watching you try on different dresses. It just didn't feel good for his ego. Though despite that, he still remained on guard, not letting his guard down incase something happened.

Though, it felt more like he was babysitting you rather than protecting you. Cause here he was, sitting on a comfortable chair, arms crossed, as you stood in your huge walk in closet, trying on different dresses to pick one for the upcoming ball. This was your first ball, since only adults were allowed there. You just had to look good!

"It's been an hour and a half, dumba— princess. Your wasting both of our time."