★彡　May contain hard topics and incorrect info.. and definitely spelling errors. ★彡

Katsuki and his friends had a group chat. He named it The beauties and the beast.

It was a joke he made himself, a joke he made to make himself feel better. To act like he was part of the joke his friends and classmates made... to act like he knew he was a monster and it was part of a joke.

A joke that he made everyone think he was apart of. Even if he truly wasn't apart of it. It truly made his hands shake and his lip quiver in embarrassed tears.

But they were his friends and he was just a kid.

Friends were supposed to make jokes and make fun of you.

Katsuki was just a cry baby, like his parents always said.

Mainly his mum, but his dad occasionally said that Katsuki had a soft heart and that he had gotten it from his father.

So if everyone agreed he was what he was told.

A crybaby, a heartless monster..

Then they must be correct?

So that's why he pretended even if he wanted to cry.

That's why his hand was shaking in the middle of class, insults and bad grades don't pass well when you have a shattered heart and a mom who scares you.

But that didn't matter because he was making his classmates laugh as he suffered.

And sometimes sacrifices had to be made.

Even if they caused a mini panic attack or two.

Or a major or so..

. . .

Katsuki sat in class, making his usual jokes and banter.

A small group project.

When it was his turn to get up and answer a question he happened to fall.

And that one trip ruined it all.

He had gotten a good grade on an art project, 100% A with a recommendation to do higher up art.

He met with old friends and had fun.

He finally forgot about failing math.

Then he took in front of a bunch of other teenagers.

They all laughed as he fell, and he felt immediately embarrassed.

But he played it off with laughter.

Even if he wanted to cry.

He heard talk and jokes, and they wanted him to shake in fear.

He continued to joke as he sat back down, and his hands began to shake.

He couldn't get it out of his head.

It was later when he realized he was bleeding. He could see a small patch of blood on his pants leg.

But later that night his knee wasn't the only thing that was gonna bleed.