you were passing the main living room cafeteria as you heard soft grumbles coming from the couch.

you looked and saw a blonde head — Katsuki, sitting down, clutching his fist as it was shaking.

it didn’t take you long enough to realize that he was having cramps in his hand. i mean, every quirk has its own ups and downs.

he winced in pain as the cramps only gotten worse and he did not know how to loosen up the pain.

you sat down next to him, “katsuki, let me help you.” you softly said as he glanced at you.

his crimson eyes were glossy; a rare sight.

he didn’t want you to help him. — he’d seem so weak.

but…he showed you his hand anyway.

“please.” he mumbled as another wave of pain came through his hand.