(A/N: This chapter is purely a special and has no relation with the plot of this fic. I just wanted to do something for my son's birthday. Also here's a list of the kids' sexualities, it's important for later:
Aoyama: Pansexual
Mina: Lesbian
Tsu: Lesbian
Iida: Asexual, Biromantic
Uraraka: Bisexual
Ojirou: Pansexual
Kaminari: Bisexual
Kirishima: Gay
Kouda: Asexual, Panromantic
Satou: Gay
Shouji: Gay
Jirou: Lesbian
Sero: Gay
Tokoyami: Gay
Todoroki: Gay
Hagakure: Pansexual
Bakugou: Gay
Midoriya: Bisexual
Shinsou: Gay
Momo: Lesbian)
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"Class 1-A"

Kangaroo Jackie-Chan has been kicked from the chat.

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: Yo what

Engineer: Has Ojirou never told you?

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: Told me what?

Engineer: That's genuinely surprising

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: TODAY'S HIS BURBDAE!

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: WHAT

Fucknugget:
Fucknugget: Why did I hear Shinsou break forcefully out of his room and then continue to fall down the stairs?

Fucknugget: Wait nvm I see it now.

Engineer: Yeah. Iida! Did you check on Ojirou yet?

TheAndroidSentByTensei: Yes I have! He is sound asleep!

O.K. KYO: What if he wakes up?

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: ...did you just ask 'what if he wakes up?'

In the Arms of an Angel: His sleeping is heavier than Shinsou's and Aizawa's eyebags put together.

O.K. KYO: Damn ok sis. What an icon.

Ada Wong: Ikr

Engineer: Anyways, we've been planning a party for him for a while now. We have a list of supplies, but we've yet to actually buy them and then decorate the dorms.

Ada Wong: Also some of us haven't bought him gifts yet,,

Candyman: Sero you're awful

Ada Wong: Dad I'm sorry ;0;

Candyman: You're forgiven for now.

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: So we're going out to buy the stuff? And I need to buy him a gift too sisnce I didn't even know today was his birthdaY.

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: I didn't even know he was born. I thought God just created him as one of his angels from pure sunshine and everything amazing and that's why he's too good for all of us.

Bone hurty juice: I stan that

Icy T H O T: New headcanon

Lemon Boy: Shut the fuck up but rt

RockHard™️: Omg he's evolved

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: He evolved from an angry Bagon to a somewhat more collected Salamence.

Ada Wong: Wow, fake fan, Bagon evolves into Shelgon and THEN Salamence.

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: Fuck you're right I'm sorry

Lemon Boy: Both of you shut the fuck up. Fucking nerds.

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: Anyways, what's the plan Mom?

Engineer: We're going to fill the party with everything he loves of course!

Icy T H O T: Ah, so plaster Shinsou's face all over the walls.

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: sksksksksskSHUT

Engineer: Not a bad idea, but no.

Engineer: We're going to play his favorite music, cover the place with his favorite colors, and make him his favorite cake.

TheAndroidSentByTensei: But... that's the after party.

Norbert: Ooooh tea

Engineer: Recently, a new gay club for LGBTQ+ youth was made just around here in Musutafu!

Bone hurty juice: I heard about that! Wasn't it made for kids too young to go in clubs and bars?

Engineer: Yep! They have everything! Rainbows, gays, mocktails, more gays, even drag queens!

O.K. KYO: Sounds sick as FRICK

Engineer: Exactly! That's why the plan is to first, go out and buy everything, then bring it back here and wake up Ojirou to go to the club, then have a few people sneak back here to set up the decorations for when we come back.

Engineer: We already have a list of volunteers for who's coming back here to decorate: Shouji, Tokoyami, Sero and Aoyama. They have the best decoration skills and good quirks for decoration.

TheAndroidSentByTensei: Now that we've explained everything, get ready to go!

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: Alright just give me a moment to put my spine back together.

Fucknugget: ...he's still at the foot of the stairs.

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: Alright! AUTOBOTS, ROLL OUT!

Ada Wong: AVANGERS, ASSEMBLE!

Where'd ya come from Where'd ya go: FORM VOLTRON!

Norbert: NEED A DISPENSER HERE!

RockHard™️: TELEPORTER HERE!

Engineer: As an Engineer main, I'm having war flashbacks.

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: I guess you could say you need...

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: MEDIC!!!

TheseEyebagsAreGucci: Please stop now the Medic main is having flashbacks.

Lemon Boy: EXTRAS, SHUT UP.

Lemon Boy: BTW SNIPER IS THE BEST CLASS SO FUCK YOU!

Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy:
Leon "the S stands for Sexy" Skennedy: You main Sniper??

Ada Wong: ...I...I thought he was a Demo main...

RockHard™️: We all did.

Icy T H O T: Whatareyoueventalkingabout-
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Shinsou's POV

I finally stand up at the foot of the stairs after laying down for about 45 minutes. Stretching my back out, I make my way up since I was still in my loungewear.

I take trudging steps up to my dorm once I reach my floor and step inside, quickly looking around for an outfit to put on.

"I need something gay... for the club..." I say while frantically trifling through the clothes in my dresser, throwing a couple pairs of shirts all over my bed in this delicate process.

In the end I go with a completely rainbow shirt with black text on the front that says "Hey guys are great", a light blue jean jacket with the entire back being painted in rainbow, black jeans with a rainbow flag patch sewn into the left thigh, and black and white converse that have a rainbow stripe along the rubber to the side and completely rainbow on the soles. I look about as gay as I am on the inside, basically (Hah that's a lie, nothing I wear can match my level of gay).

I quickly run down the stairs, reaching my maximum gay look for the night and seeing everyone else. Apparently we all had the same idea. Everyone had something corresponding the colors of their flag, or straight up being their flag.

"Oh fuck this is so gay.."

"Bakugou, you're reallyyyy gay."

"Yeah I know, I said that happily ya fuckin twat."

"Wow really? Couldn't tell..."

"Why you little Pikachu lookin-"

"Okay time to go!" Momo breaks off the two of them, already heading out of the door. Momo, being the absolute leader of the group with Jirou ruling right beside her, already has everyone following her, no questions asked. It was kind of funny actually. We walked and talked along the street, the sun was about to start setting so I made a mental note to make my shopping quick, and I immediately started brainstorming through things I could get for him.

Let's see... Ojirou's pretty minimalistic, not nearly as much as Shouji, but he does like sticking to necessities and only occasionally luxury items... he would hate it if I spent a lot of money on him, so I'll make my gift cheap. He's also fairly sentimental, enjoying small things that have a lot of meaning rather than something big and broad that anyone would want, so I should get him something personalized.

Now what does he like... he likes music, that's for sure, usually when I hang out in his room he casually plays ukulele or guitar while we're talking, but only lightly and quietly. He loves martial arts, but that would be kind of hard to make personal, or to find a good gift for. He doesn't mind jewelery... oooh that could be it.

As soon as the nearby mall comes into sight (it's much smaller than the one we have to take a train to get to, but that would take too much time, and the stuff here is still pretty good), I decide what I'll get him:

I'll make 2 personal stickers for his guitar and his ukulele, promise rings that had lyrics to his favorite song engraved in it- Smithereens by Twenty One Pilots. And finally, I'll play Smithereens on my violin and sing it to him as well. It didn't sound like too much to do, even the playing and singing. He didn't know I played violin, nobody did, so the surprise should be enough for him, but if I play and sing it correctly to him, then hopefully he'll love it.

As I walk into the mall, I immediately make my way into the jewelers shop. They do custom rings in there for free, and they're surpassingly cheap considering how high quality they are. I walk up immediately to the front desk, the store was nearly empty since it was kind of late, and I greeted the cashier and he greeted back.

"Good afternoon sir, I was wondering if I could make a matching set of promise rings today." I say as coolly as I could, scratching the back of my neck and trying not to let my nervousness take me over.

He looks me up and down, mostly at my shirt. He then squats down to look inside the counter.

"Sure thing, what do you want the rings to be made out of?"

"One obsidian and one amethyst please, both solid bands."

"Interesting choice. Sizes?"

"Uhm...one size six, another size... seven."

"Anything carved in them?" He says and pulls out both of the rings. I nod and slide over a sheet of paper, it read in two different colors: "for you, I would get beat to smithereens." (For you in purple to go in the amethyst, and the rest was black for obsidian)

"Wow kid, you really thought this through." He says simply and pulls out his precise carving untensils. I chuckle quietly. "I guess so."

While he carves, I patiently wait. Another reason this ring shop is so widely adored, is because each of the employees have quirks that retain specially to making rings. I know that the man carving into my rings quirk is called "copy & paste", basically, any sort of writing he examines for at least five minutes can be ingraved quickly into anything he wants at any size he wants. Ring carving takes normally 6-8 weeks, but because of his quirk, it takes about 10 minutes.

"So, are these rings for your boyfriend?" He says simply, still focusing on the depth of the carving in the rings. I sputter slightly.

"I-uh-uhm. No sir... j-just a friend. It's his birthday today..." I say with what was obviously the smoothest voice ever. He looks at me suspiciously for a moment, then saying a quick "mmmhmmm" and getting back to work.

For the next awkward five minutes, I stand in wait as he carves the rings. He hands them to me in a velvet yellow box with a purple bow at the top. I pay the exact amount and place the box in a small bag, letting it hang at my side as I wave bye to him.

"Thank you, have a nice evening!"

"You're welcome, tell your boyfriend happy birthday for me!"

Great, now strangers are teasing me over it. I stiffly make my way into the music shop, who also makes custom stickers for instruments. I tell the cashier the specifies, and it's made in... literally three minutes, both of them.

The stickers both looked like that basically. In my opinion, I'm probably a better artist than musician, despite playing since I was 6. Actually I'm probably just bad at both.

I thank the cashier quickly once again, pay, and walk out. I walk into the center of the mall to look for my classmates.

-(Time Skip to when they arrive home)-

"Who wants to wake up Ojirou?" Yaomomo looks at everyone and says after all the gifts and decorations were hidden. Immediately, nearly all fingers point to me.

"Wh- What the f-"

"Perfect! Go wake up Ojirou and tell him to get dressed!"

"Ughhh fine mom." I say in an exaggerated teenager voice and take the elevator up to his floor, I tap my foot anxiously, fixing my hair and anything else out of place. I want to look my best for him.

The elevator dings and I step out quickly, nearly speed walking over to his door. I knock on it quickly, and open it when I hear no response.

I open the door slowly, the sound of it's rustic creaks filling the room. I turn on the lights and look over to him- rather the ball of blankets on his bed- and walk slowly towards him, steering clear away from his tail which seemed to twitch... almost violently while he slept. I walk to his side and give his shoulder a small push.

"Ojirou..?" I say quietly, he doesn't even stir. I push him again. Nothing. Then again and again, only a tiny stir.

"Ojirou!" I shout, I hear a faint mumble, but he's still out like a light. I sigh and literally drag him off the bed by his hands. As soon as his back made contact with the floor, his eyes jolted open, and within less then a second, he bounced expertly off his tail, shoved me into the wall, and was now successfully pinning me to it. I barely even have time to blink before I process what happened.

"How the-?" I look at him confused, face redder than a tomato most likely. His face was bright pink and he was frozen in place, it was only then that I noticed...

He's shirtless.

Oh fuck me.

Wait not like that-
Or yes like that?~
nO NOT LIKE THAT-

After 50 years of staring eachother in the eyes, he backs up slowly.

"I'm sorry... good morn-" he looks at his alarm clock. "-afternoon."

We wipe the blush off of our faces and I talk as clear as I can to him while he' still shirtless in front of me.

"Uhm... gay club... going now, get dressed. You're birthday."

He looks at me confused for a second before his eyebrows raising and he has an ":0" face.

"Oooh yeah..."

"Yeah... I'll give you some time." I say and speed walk out of the room as fast as I can, shuttling the door behind me and waiting next to it.

I take a deep breath
..
..
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Okay I'm done.

It takes him nothing short of 5 minutes to walk out fully dressed. He had on a tank top that said "I don't care." On the front in black and the whole top was colored like the pan flag. He also wore some plain black shorts and low tops, but he had knee socks also in the color of the pan pride flag.... he also had a small and cute pink flower barrette just above his ear.

"Ready!" He beamed at me, shining brighter than a star. I smile at him and lead him down the elevator quickly.

"You excited for your birthday?"

"Of course I am, I get to spend it with you!"

"...w-with me...?"

He looks shocked and regretful at his words.

"I-I mean with you and everyone else! Yep! Haha..." he laughs nervously and looks off to the side. I just watch the numbers go down to one of the screen of the elevator.

As soon as it stops and the doors open, I rush out of the elevator ahead of him and shout out to the rest of our class.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"

"HERE COMES THE GENERAL!"

"THE MOMENT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!"

"HERE COMES THE GENERAL!"

"THE PRIDE OF UA HIGH!"

"HERE COMES THE GENERAL!"

"OJIROU MASHIRAO!!"

"WE ARE OUTGUNNED!-" He runs out and starts but ends up laughing too hard to continue. As everyone starts seeing him, he gets a barrage of comments and compliments.

"Damn, okay, an icon."
"You right, an icon."
"HOT!"
"Man if I wasn't a lesbian I'd be all over you."
"I'm not a lesbian I'll take him to go please!"
Multiple wolf whistles at once.
"I'm pretty sure looking that good is a crime."

He turns completely pink from head to toe (like Mina), not being used to all the compliments at once.

"Guys- please!" He laughs shyly, the pure bean can't handle so much love.

"Aw fine..."

"Now, leggo!"

"C-C-C-C'MON, C-C-C-C'MON LET'S GO!"
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We make it into the club, and the lights are bright, the music is blaring, the acceptance and love is coming from all sides-

And most importantly,

It was gay.

Everyone branched off in different directions, being attracted by everything at the same time. Kaminari, Sero, Mina and Hagakure went to the dance floor and immediately won the hearts of everyone there. The club was nearly packed, but still not too cramped for us. It was wonderful.

"C'mon birthday boy, enjoy yourself. But not too much, we have something else planned for you back at the dorms. Don't drink till you drop." I smile at him and he grins so wide, tears start prickling at his eyes.

"I...I don't know what to say.. this is.. the best birthday ever.." we sit together at the bar, laughing and talking.

"I've always wanted to go to a gay club, but I always thought I'd have to wait until I was 18. Guess not. And... you guys put to much thought and energy into this..."

"You haven't seen the half of it." I wink at him, he tears now start falling slowly down his face, and he envelops me in a tight embrace. I was shocked at first, but hugged back just as tight as soon as I registered what was happening.

"Thank you so much... you mean the world to me..." my face completely flushes, but I regain my coolness.

"You haven't even drank anything and you're already acting drunk." I nuzzle my face into his neck. We stay like this for a few minutes, before I pull away reluctantly.

"How about I get you something to drink? Maybe eat? Everything's on me."

"Shinsou, please, you've already done a lot-"

"I insist. This is your birthday. I want it to be as special as possible."

"...alright fine..."

I smile brightly at him and call over the bar tender.

"What can I get you two cuties?" She smiles warmly at us.

"I'll get a sangria, extra strawberry, and a tray of cheese fries. And he'll have..."

"An Alligator Sperm, please." He smiles innocently at her. She smiles and nods, going away quickly to fix our drinks. I look at him... not even incredulously, it was so much more than just incredulously.

"Alligator sperm?!?!" I whisper shout at him. He looks confused for a second before smiling brightly and laughing his ass off, leaning against the bar table and face palming at his own stupidity.

"It's-it's the name of a drink..!" He laughs and wheezes inbetween words.

"OH! oh." I say and feel my cheeks warm up from embarrassment. I lay my forehead against the counter, and the bartender slides us our drinks and sets the tray between us, my face still buried into the polished wood, and Ojirou's face streaming tears from laughter.

"Uhm... are you two okay..?"

"Yeah! Yeah we're.. fine." Ojirou laughs a little. I take out my wallet and slide ¥2,190 ($20).

"Just.. take the money, take it all." The bartender laughs a little bit takes it and slides it in her pocket, saying a quick thanks before going to deal with another customer.

I finally lift my head up and look at Ojirou's drink, it was bright-fucking-green, and had lime green-yellow cream at the top that was nearly rolling down the sides. I see now why they call it Alligator sperm.

"What the hell is in that? It looks radioactive."

"It's non-alcoholic, so pineppale juice, mock watermelon liquor and cream." He says and takes a sip, his eyes widening just slightly. "And apparently a bit of green apple juice." He says and stirs it. I shake my head slightly before taking a sip of my sangria, it's actually really good. Way better than the sips I would take from my dads' actual sangria bottles.

"...so you come around often?" He turns slowly to look at me and I snort, nearly spitting out my drink.

"You suck."

"You think I'm a bottom?"

"yOU BITCH-"

"Love you too sweetie!"
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Just as Ojirou is about ready to leave, we hear an announcement over at the drag queen's stage. I think her name was Quirk-Liz.

"Alright, listen up you underaged hoes!-"

We both nearly topple onto the floor off of our stools from laughter.

"It has come to my attention, that it's someone's birthday today. A certain student from UA High in the hero course." The crowd around her stage breaks into hushed whispers.

"A UA student??"

"Their birthday?"

"What year??"

"You may have seen him in the Sports Festival a little while back!-" Liz immediately hushes the crowd, and her eyes drift over to look at our classmates, who are giving us thumbs up, and then to Ojirou.

"And please help me welcome to the stage-!" She silently motions Ojirou to come stand next to her, I nudge him on encouragingly and he stands with a bright smile, jogging up to the stage.

"-Mister Ojirou Mashirao!" She hypes him up and the crowd breaks out into cheers. Cheers for him. Cheers he rightfully deserves.

Ojirou walks onto the stage, his face full of absolute delight and brightness as he smiles at the crowd and waves. I feel my heart skip multiple beats just at how happy he seemed.

"How are you doing tonight, baby?"

"I'm doing amazing!"

"As you fuckin' should be! Now, I'm guessing since you're turning 16, this is your first time at a gay bar?"

"Well, no shit." He laughs.

"Well how's your night going for you?"

"Honestly, a lot better than I ever thought it could be! I'm surrounded by my loving and supporting classmates-" he's cut off by the loud cheers of our classmates, his eyes immediately snap over to look at the lot of them and you could basically see the confidence and happiness bubble inside of him.

"And also the acceptance, love and tolerance of the people in the club!"

"Yeah, well that's what birthdays are all about, hon! Being around everyone you love, and feeling like you belong somewhere. Whether it be with your blood family, or your chosen family. And where's a better place to find where you belong than a club filled with people just like you?" Liz says excitedly and earns a roar of applause and whistles from everyone in the crowd, including myself.

"I feel completely at home here, but none of this would've been possible without my family. Everyone in Class 1-A!" He beams at them, and over to me, but something about the way he looked at me... it felt different... in the best way possible.

"Thank you so much everyone for giving me the best birthday I could have ever had. I don't know where I would be, or who I would be without any of you." His voice boils and softens down into one of pure sincerity and emotion. I think a few people in our class where actually crying.

"If that's the case, Class 1-A, get your amazing asses up here and give your birthday boy a hug!" She shouts and both Hagakure and Mina immediately run on stage and attack him with hugs, save for Bakugou, who was forcefully dragged by Kirishima, but joined the pile anyways, and even looked like he was enjoying it. Looking closer, I see that Shouji, Tokoyami, Sero and Aoyama are all back from decorating the house as they rush onto stage to give Ojirou the best hug he'll probably ever receive.

"SHINSOU! GET YOUR PERFECT ASS UP HERE AND HUG US! WE SAVED A SPOT JUST FOR YOU!" Todoroki yells unexpectedly and uncharacteristically. At the mention of my name, Ojirou's tail wags faster than the speed of light. I smile and get up, immediately running over through the roaring and cheering audience to get onto the stage with the rest of my class- no- my family. I run up there and basically tackle them all, gripping my arms around anyone they could reach.

I look at Ojirou with nothing but love in my eyes, and he looks back with the exact same expression.
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We've been back at the house now for over an hour. Everyone was sore and tired, but still completely awake and celebrating the day our special bean came into existence. We were all eating cake together on the couch, and Ojirou was opening his gifts. He got a best friend necklace to share with Hagakure, new vinyls and CDs from Kaminari and Jirou, a complete set of boxing gloves, punching bags and padding from Kirishima, Shouji and Sero for all of them to train together with. He got an exotic tea set from Momo, a vibrating blanket and self heating/cooling pillow from Kouda and Satou to help with his cramps and soreness after extensive practices and knives from Uraraka. He got so, so much more and his reaction to eat item was priceless, his face lit up the exact same every time something new was put in front of him, like an excited child. He was genuinely grateful and happy with everything he got. Lastly, he opened my gifts. He opened up the personalized stickers for his ukulele and guitar, both of his instruments meant the world to him, and it made me so unbelievably happy that the look on his face was literally indescribably happiness. He told me, me personally, how much they actually mean to him. They weren't just instruments, they were pieces of himself, of his history. And imprinting myself onto him... it feels like I'm being accepted as part of his story, and he knows that.

"Is that everything?" He looks at all of us.

"Actually- no... I have one- er- two more things for you."

"Two????"

"Yep! Give me a moment!" I smile down at him and get up, walking over to the stairs and immediately run into my room. I grab my violin from under one of my floor boards and quickly tune it. I already knew how to play the song perfectly by heart, and with each twist of my tuning pegs, I felt my chest tighten, and my spirits lift.

I ran back down to the common room, and everyone was shocked to see me carrying the violin.

"YOU PLAY AN INSTRUMENT???"

"Hah, Yeah." I wink over at Iida, and he winks back. The plan is, after I sing "For you, I would get beat to smithereens" in the song, Iida is going to hand the box to Ojirou.

"Everybody, silence!" Iida calls out and the crowd falls quiet.

"What song are you going to play Shinsou?" Iida smiles up at me, already knowing full well. We've constructed an full proof plan.

"Smithereens by Twenty One Pilots." I smile at him and my eyes drift over to Ojirou, who's attention is entirely mine. He believes in me... and I believe in me.

I bring the violin up to me and rest my chin over it, internally making sure the bow hold is right, and placing my bow on the correct strings, then I begin. Each string, chord and note flow into one whole sound, no sense of abrupt stopping or the scratchiness of a drawl near the bridge. My finger movements were precise, and bowing was perfect, and my vocals... seemed to be pretty good.

"You know... I've always been collected calm and chill~

And you know, I never looked for conflict for the thrill, but if I'm feeling~
Someone stepping towards you, can't describe just what I'm feeling~

For you, I'd go, step to a dude much bigger than me~

For you, I know, I would get messed up, weigh 153~

For you,
I would get beat to smithereens~"

While I played the relaxing interlude, I let my eyes drift over to Iida and Ojirou. I saw Iida hand him the box and whisper something in his ear. Ojirou nodded just slightly and began to open the box. Once he saw what was inside, he covered his mouth and I saw the glimmer of tears once again sparkle in his eye, he took his obsidian ring, and slid it over his ring finger

"You know, I'll be in the corner taking notes,~

And you know, I got your six while you're-workin'- votes~

But if I'm feeling~
Someone steppin' towards you can't describe just what I'm feeling~

For you, I'd go, step do a dude much bigger than me~
For you, I know, I would get messed up weigh 153~

For you
I would get beat to smithereens~

.

I would get beat to-

You know I had to do one~
You know I had to do one~

You know I had to do one On the record for you~

You know I had to do one on the record for her like this~

You know I had to do one on the record for her like this~

You know I had to do one on the record for her like this~

You know I had to do one on the record for her if-

I'm feeling~
Someone steppin' towards you can't describe just what I'm feeling~

For you... I'd go
Write a slick song just to show you the world
For you... I know~
They think it's messed up to sell out for your girl~

For you, I'd go step to a dude much bigger than me.

For you, I know I would get messed up weigh 153

For you

I would get beat to smithereens."

....

And I meant every word of it.