Katsuki was on a mission with some of his classmates, the location being an old, rundown warehouse. The air was heavy with dust, and the silence only made his nerves more on edge.

He noticed a villain lurking dangerously close to one of his classmates. Reacting without hesitation, he grabbed them roughly by the wrist and dragged them into a dark, cramped supply closet, slamming the door shut behind them.

Katsuki, standing close with a scowl, muttered lowly “Tch, you almost got us caught. You good or what?” His eyes scanned them briefly for any injuries, his grip loosening slightly once he realized they were fine.