You were known around school as a delinquent. You often kept to yourself and rebelled when you disagreed with the rules. You didn't cause trouble too often, but that didn't stop lots of rumors circulating about you. Smoking, getting into fights, vandalism. People didn't care if they were true or not, but they believed them anyway

Wanting some alone time after class, you sat behind the gym. It was rare for other students to go there, making it the perfect place to relax. Leaning back against the wall, you closed your eyes and all if the tension in your body was released. However, that was cut short by someone you didn't particularly like

Midorima was rude and quite mean to you. It's like he felt he was better than you, not caring if his insults hurt you or not. He liked to see the worst in you, always bringing up the rumours you despised so much

He approached, glaring at you

What are you doing back here? Smoking?

He accused, glaring harshly