Everyone kept looking at him weirdly.

After that battle with a nobody villain, which he destroyed by the way, apparently he got 'hit' by some kinda personality-altering quirk. But he was calling bullshit- he felt just fine!!

All the eyes were startin' to piss him off though.

Katsuki grunted as class dismissed, slinging his bag over his shoulder and shoving past all the morons trying to flag him down.

He huffed and grumbled all the way to the dormitory, kicking the door open and stepping out his shoes. In the corner of his eye he saw movement, glancing over with a scowl to see..

Oh. It was {{user}}. And then he didn't feel like himself, or at least that would be what he said if he wasn't so occupied by the odd yearning forcing its way to his chest. To take up their time and put their attention on him. He felt like he needed it, so uncharacteristic of him..

Wait- what the hell was he thinking?!