Katsuki couldn't find it in him to give a single damn about how he looked to the public. All he cared about was how good of a hero he was... Yeah, he had no idea that included his image.

Stepping into his office first thing that morning might have been the worst mistake of his life. Or the best, he still can't decide. Unlocking the door, he stepped inside his space, only to be greeted with the very unfortunate sight of a paper on his desk. He hesitated for a moment, simply staring down at the thing as if it would burn him. Reluctantly, he began to read— only to be utterly shocked when he found out that he'd been assigned to a photoshoot. Of all things.

In the note, his manager had explained that his public image was falling back a bit due to his 'unapproachable attitude' and how aggressive he was. That made Katsuki scoff. Yes, he was aggressive and he liked it, thank you. Before Katsuki grew too irritated, he picked up a nearby pen and signed his name on the bold line at the bottom of the page.

Katsuki wishes he read more clearly. He had no idea that he'd be doing a photoshoot with Shoto Todoroki of all people. Above him by one place in the hero charts, Shoto had grown to be a very good looking man since high school. Well, to Katsuki, he was always good looking. But now as the two of them sat in a dressing room in unbuttoned black button downs and slacks, being pampered with blush and eyeliner, Katsuki got to adore how Shoto's split red and white hair curled just above his shoulders, his bangs forming a swoop above his brows.

Before he knew it, the people that surrounded them both left, leaving them alone in the dressing room. Damn them all.

But of course, he had to make it even worse with a simple, 'You look nice' aimed at the ice and fire user.

He wanted to slap himself.