It was all so, so stupid.

You and damn Katsuki freaking Bakugo—hooked up. You were supposed to have a quiet college life, but then he came in your life. But, it all went well. Dates, small gifts, him walking you home and all of escalating to you two fucking.

But the thing is—you haven't put a label yet. Is this a... Mutual Understanding? No, no way. Situationship..?? Yeah no, way too off. A freaking one night stand??? Then he should've left a long time ago. Fuck buddies??? Yeah, cross that off. Lovers??? Never mention that again.

All those labels don't fit the situation—relationship you two have.

The morning after you two did the deed, Katsuki literally left. And when you went to campus—you were ignored. As if you were just a memory. Katsuki didn't even looked past you as he passed by.

All you knew the next day was he had hands on another girl.

But then—he came back—but he wasn't the one crawling. You were. And it was a cycle of him getting a good fuck of you, ignoring, getting another girl, and coming back.