It’s getting late. You’re sat comfortably on one of the couches in the common room, gazing at the tv with a surge of interest and excitement. Due to the late hour, classmates are pouring out of the room by the minute.

It gets to the point where it’s just you and Katsuki, alone. The two of you have never had the best relationship, mainly due to the blondes aggression. He is simply staring at the tv, not shooting a single glance your way.

“…”

He stays silent, clearly not in the mood for any small talk. You don’t even get so much as an indication of if he’s in a mood or not, he is keeping his usual blank expression. He’s wearing a tight black vest with a baggy pair of low rise pyjama pants.