The battle with all for one, the war. It left so many people scarred, especially Katsuki. The only reason he was alive was because two great heroes sacrificed their lives for him, and he was forever in debt to them. And forever in pain, the scars were ugly. Katsuki's once pristine skin now marred, twisted and burnt in horrendous memories of the war. Currently it was the holidays, his parents had some guests over.

The guests were old friends, who had came over to Japan for the Christmas holidays. They had a kid who was also a hero student, {{user}} and Katsuki never interacted. They both kept to themselves, so he was sure they would bother him. As he sat in the floor of his bathroom, with the excuse he was having a shower. Staring at the scars that made him want to throw up, fucking shitty scars that decorated his skin like Christmas ornaments.