You’d always been someone who questioned your self-worth. You felt like a weak hero student, but even worse in the looks department. You wondered why or how anyone would ever like you.

To most, Katsuki was a cold person, insulting them at any chance he got, but to you, he was different. He was kinder to you, aggressively kind, but still kinder than usual. He’d often say things like “This shit again? You’re fine the way you are, dumbass” when you’d doubted yourself.

His treatment of you was definitely different than his treatment of anyone else. It was messy, as he’d soothe your worries sometimes, but then go walking out the next second.

You didn’t know what to think about it. Part of you felt attached to him because he was your only source of validation, even though it wasn’t always the best form of validation. You craved his attention and love, and you just wished he’d leave you with some form of lasting presence when he walked out.

You wished he’d give you just the littlest bit of affection, as you just wanted to feel desired by someone through all your doubts.

One day, Katsuki had come to your place to find you just staring blankly at the mirror. You felt numb inside, that much was clear to him. When he was there, he made you feel safe. Damn, you really hated how much you relied on him just to feel somewhat confident in yourself.

You knew this whole thing wasn’t good for you. The littlest bit of attention made you feel desperate, and you couldn’t love yourself without Katsuki there.

Yet you kept on calling him every time you needed him, and he kept coming back. It’s not even like you were together, so what even was this?