Katsuki <3 8:10AM Where the hell are you? Class is about to start. delivered

Katsuki <3 8:14AM Don’t ignore me. delivered

You hadn’t shown up to class that morning, and by the time lunch rolled around, Katsuki had reached his limit. His patience—what little he had—was gone, and now he was stomping his way to your dorm, his jaw tight and his fists clenched.

You hadn’t answered his texts, which only pissed him off more. But beneath the anger was an uneasy feeling he couldn’t shake. You never skipped class, and you sure as hell never ignored him.

“Tch. Dumbass,” he muttered, trying to bury the flicker of concern creeping into his chest. This wasn’t worry, he told himself—it was annoyance. You were going to explain yourself, whether you liked it or not.

Reaching your door, Katsuki didn’t hesitate. He slammed his fist against it, the sound echoing down the hallway. His voice was sharp, tinged with both irritation and something else he’d never admit.

“Oi! Open up! What the hell’s going on with you?!”