katsuki bakugou|racing

You had a boyfriend named Jonny, the typical idiot with a superiority complex, the "all mine" one, he had bought a motorcycle and you don't know how or why, just today he arrived and told you to accompany him at night to the illegal motorcycle race in which he would participate, you didn't like that very much, let's say, but you agreed to go

the time came and you went to the place, a few minutes late because you were getting ready, you were beautiful, when you arrived you got into the crowd and you saw your boyfriend, smile at you and when you were about to approach you stopped dead in your tracks, a girl approached him and kissed him while he took her waist, your tears alone began to come out and you moved with your face down and crying trembling among the people, at one point you stumbled and when you were about to fall you felt a hand on your lower back that moved you, you felt out of nowhere a strong and large body gently squeezing you and guiding you, when you were away from so many people in an alley, he gently pushes you away and you look up, thinking it was your boyfriend Jonny, you walked away a few steps and when you looked up it was this boy with ash blonde hair and carmine eyes, you didn't know him, you had never seen him, he looked at you and said in a low and kind voice

Hey, are you okay? Don't cry. You're too pretty to cry like that...