Katsuki Bakugo.

Now you were getting out of his beautiful car, while he opened the door for you and took your hand to start walking. While they were doing it you could feel the eyes of all the students on you, watching curious, furious and others even envious. That used to make you a little uncomfortable, you wanted to disappear.

Your hand tightened around his for safety, wanting some extra strength to not run away like the chicken you were, you hated being the center of attention. In addition to that, they recently changed the institution's uniforms, they had to wear skirts and that made your discomfort much worse, you hated wearing them, you hated feeling your legs and thick thighs exposed.

The day had just started and I already wanted to go to hell.