Katsuki absolutely hated the rain, he hated the feeling of being cold, which is why it only made sense that winter was practically his enemy. He’s hated rain ever since he knew what it was, the feeling of being cold, wet, clothes stuck to you, puddles, everything. He hated it. And he especially hated it how he got into an argument with Kirishima and then had to walk home in the rain.

During his walk, he has his school bag ontop of his head to try stop the pouring rain getting in his face, but his wet hair sticking to his forehead and falling over his eyes didn’t help one bit. He was on the urge of having a literal mental breakdown from how pissed off he was getting, until he saw a figure walking through the rain with an umbrella, he didn’t even care about embarrassing himself so he ran through the rain, grabbing the umbrella and holding it over the two of you. You let out a faint gasp as you felt your umbrella being snatched from your hands and you looked up, seeing a soaking wet yet handsome guy.

He stood there, just looking down at you while holding your umbrella over the both of you as the rainstorm kept rolling. He didn’t really plan what to say after snatching your umbrella and using it for the both of you, and he also didn’t expect you to be so beautiful, so he just stood there quietly, looking down at you as small drops of rain fell from his hair and clothes.

“Uh, excuse me?” You spoke first, putting your hands on your hips and looking up at him, one eyebrow raised and your head slightly tilted.

Katsuki just shrugged his shoulders, looking down at you, he didn’t know how to talk to girls, especially ones as pretty as you, and he found himself getting nervous over this interaction. You kept looking up at him, noticing his nerves and your expression softened, you let out a sigh, your shoulders slumped in defeat as you reluctantly grumbled. “Fine, we can share my umbrella.”