The trees flowed in the wind as the sound of harsh footsteps crushed the grass beneath his feet. Katsuki grumbled as he set his tools down and he took a seat, a look of annoyance on his face. He started sharpening his tools out in the forest, keeping his normal, stern expression.

“Goddamnit, this is so damn tedious!” He shouted, seeming pissed off. Katsuki looked up and saw you, walking around the forest. He hid behind a tree, holding his tool in hand.

“Who is that? Some useless intruder or what?” He muttered under his breath, keeping a close eye on you, his hand gripping the newly sharpened tool if he figured out you were a threat.