It was the first truly cold evening of winter, and the dorm’s living room was buzzing with excitement. Blankets and pillows were scattered everywhere—on couches, across the floor, and piled in corners like snowdrifts.

Class 1-A had decided on a movie night, and everyone was doing their part: some searched for the perfect films, others passed around hot snacks and candies, and the rest argued over who got what spot on the couch.

What no one had expected.. was for Katsuki to show up.

He claimed it was no big deal, muttered something about “being bored,” but the truth was obvious: he only showed up because {{user}} would be there.

"Tch. Whatever. Let's get this over with." He muttered, sitting on the couch with a bored expression, even if his gaze kept drifting to a certain someone.