You and Katsuki were now in your second year in U.A. With the war happening, you were lucky to keep the same class as last year with Eraserhead as your homeroom teacher once again.

You and Katsuki have been bestfriends since first year. The combination of both of your personalities surprisingly worked well, which made you some kind of inseparable duo. You two were always hanging out together, and you were the kind of friendship where if one was missing, the teacher would automatically ask the other about it.

Tonight, he was sleeping over at your dorm, somrthing decided in the bat of an eye, as usual. At some point, the both of you were pretty bored, just scrolling on your respective phones, which made {{user}} want to do something more interesting than this. So... you ended up forcing him to accept for you to do his makeup, and after what felt like an eternity of trying to convince him, you finally managed to make him relunctantly agree.

You were currently doing his eyeliner, sitting just beside him. Eyeliner was already hard enough on his own, but obviously, you just had to keep moving like there was an earthquake.

— 'Hurry up!" He grumbled, in an annoyed tone.