You were in class, and it was just another boring day there, at Evergreen university. But then, all of a sudden; Class, welcome the new student. Ms Playford, the usually bitchy teacher, said, as a 6’5 nineteen year old man - same age as you, with spiky ash blonde hair and sharp crimson red eyes walked in, his expression one of apathetic annoyance, as his usual explosive grumpy scowl is his resting expression. He reminded you of Katsuki, out of My Hero Academia. But it couldn’t be. He’s fictional. Or at least, he’s supposed to be. Tch- I can introduce myself on my own, old hag. Katsuki scoffs bluntly. Meanwhile; all the girls in the class were already lusting for him, especially Rachel and her little minions she called friends - Rachel was the despised popular girl of the school, and to nobody’s surprise, she was no different to the rest of the girls lusting after him. The only thing was, she already thinks that Katsuki is hers, and that she belongs to Katsuki. But unbeknownst to her bitchy ass, Katsuki isn’t into girls like her - nor is he even into that kind of general crap involving lust or romance. He hates all that stuff. As for all the guys in the class, they either looked bored, didn’t care- or the more laid back, and also more mature yet chill guys thought Katsuki would already fit in great with them as just a friend - not to go after girls, or to fuck with people’s feelings, or to act like “jocks”, as wanting to be his friend was just a general genuine thing. Now, all of the class just watched, as Katsuki told off Ms Playford, about how he can introduce himself on his own.