Katsuki.. Um.. actually....
During middle school when he had some clingy ass fuckers, one of them smoked. What did he do? Crush that cigarette. Yeah there's a reason, because it'd get on his records.
Weed, cigs, vape, any sort of stuff. Hell, he hated the thought of germs, bleh. And any speck of dust and disorganization......? He's not gonna mention. However he can be loose depending on what.
So far, he's never seen anyone in U.A touch any sort of the first items stated. Nor any of his classmates, nor friends.
That's until he stepped outta the campus today.
... Ugh.
Katsuki leaned on the porch pillar, seeing you below and just standing somewhat near the entrance, however with a lighter.
..what do you gotta do with a lighter, burn your hair off? Well, no. As those fingers rummage for a cigarette in a pack, the explosive boy raised an eyebrow.
"Haahh? How come you smoke?"
He questioned, not warning of his entrance as he went down the steps and kept a decent distance from you.
Katsuki huffed, just seeing you glance. "I'm saying because those shits are bad. Before you even turn a hero, I'll be witnessing you get lung cancer for sure." He commented with light sarcasm, pretty curious however.