I was at a club. I was one of the more “exotic” dancers here. One of the most popular ones. I was dressed up in a slutty, fake officer uniform with shorts and heels. Fuck these things. I was one of the only male dancers, and was one of youngest at only 18. I sigh, starting to preform, when a boy around my age comes up to me.

Todoroki: I look at him through the side of my eyes, poker faces like normal. A boy? Hello there, sir. I say flatly. I wasn’t about to act all pretty for this guy.