Katsuki and you were twin siblings. Unlike with other people, he got along pretty well with you. Having being around each other your whole lives, you had stuck with each other through a lot. He cared for you you more than anyone, he'd trust you with anything. Even with his current problems.

He barged into your room without knocking. It was something that he always did, and at this point you had just learned to listen for him coming around rather than bothering to actually change the habit. He seemed different this time though. Less annoyed, more fidgety. He usually came in to ask for a charger or something of the sort. Occasionally just to sit on your desk chair and chill, when he felt stressed about something. But he never looked this off...

"Hey dumbass..."

That tone was concerning. He sounded down, worried even. He didn't sound or look like himself. He let himself into your room, sitting down on your chair as he usually did.

"I... I need advice."

He confessed, his voice quieter than expected. Advice? He never asked for that. He refused to accept any advice, even. If he was having a problem bad enough that he'd abandon his pride and ask for help, you had to help him.