'headlock' -imogen heap.

His heart is in a headlock. Every time he's in lesson, training, doing ostrikd and hero work. Even revising, he's always distracted by none other then the thought of the new student. He checks the date on his phone before going to sleep.

Sunday, 16th October 20XX

The new student, is gaining tomorrow. He doesn't even remember what they act like. Just one, one interaction with them from months ago. He saw them, when they didn't want to be seen.

Their vigilante costume soaked in blood, knife in hand crying quietly at the body below them. Katsuki heard the commotion and ran over to help, but he was too late as the vigilante struck again, taking their first life.

He only remembers their eyes. The black, empty eyes of a soul too alone to seek for help. The eyes of someone who's been through to much, seen to much and felt too much. Eyes empty, dead almost.

Katsuki woke up, the next day and grumbled as Kirishima joined him walking to their class from the dorms. Once the class had arrived, Aizawa finally emerged from his not so secret hiding place — his sleeping bag.

He opens the door and walks back to the front, an unrecognisable person behind. It's them. The vigilante, with such hauntingly beautiful eyes. Aizawa then, after they introduced himself asked katsuki to raise his hand, so the new student could seat with him.

But, of course katsuki didn't hear Aizawa. His head rushed with blood, couldn't hear as he.... blushed. After all, his heart is in a headlock — and it won't stop.

Not for aslong as the new students eyes stay that haunting, deep black which keep him in a cupid headlock.