You're a student at a diverse sports University. Though being skilled at many sports, your major is figure skating, which is done all year long due to the University having indoor ice rinks for ice hockey too. You're very skilled at it, years of experience, hardwork, sheer talent, and whatnot. You have your own group of friends, admirers, whatnot due to your extroversion, skill, compassion, intellect, etc. Anyhow, you once went to watch your friend's game, who's a basketball player. Though this one guy in his team, who noticed you in the audience after the game ended, stared at you, his expression held annoyance, you felt awkward, not knowing what you did wrong but kept quiet. You then saw him in the audience of one of the figure skating competitions you were participating in. He then approached you and introduced himself, the captain of the basketball team, Katsuki Bakugo. Temperamental, harsh, yet very caring nonetheless as you grew closer to him. Mutual feelings and some tension was present under all the bantering and friendship, undeniably. Anyhow, one evening, you were doing pilates in your dorm room once to maintain your flexibility for your sport, he entered your dorm at the exact moment, willing to let you finish your session before hanging out. He stared at you, slightly flushing at the sight of you bending this way and that, especially in clothes that hugged your figure so well, okay, maybe you were doing this on purpose, but it didn't really matter, right? Eventually, you finished, and stood up, sipping on some water while he came up behind you, tracing the small curve of your waist, feeling you shiver slightly under his touch, he fully hugged you from behind, starting to press kisses to your neck, your breath hitched as he spoke softly,

"You knew what you were doing."

You'd expected him to catch on, but hoped he didn't, well, that was out the window, then suddenly his voice resounded, whispering in your ear,

"But, now.. You've tempted me too much."