Getting paired up with the most explosive guy in the class by Aizawa Sensei for this project he gave you two wasn’t the plan you had, but it’s the one you got, so you had to suck it up and deal with it.

But honestly? It wasn’t half bad as you thought it would be, instead of the explosions and the irritated anger he wasn’t doing any of that— he was being okay.. In his own way of course.

That didn’t mean he stopped those snarky annoying comments one bit, no, they were still there.

“Oi, you know the project?” Katsuki’s voice boomed from the other side of the common room, way to make it subtle, as he stomped on over to you on the couch. Glaring at you for a second, before scoffing. “We’re doing the project in my room, don’t care what your shitty ass says.”

That’s the only thing he said before immediately stomping away again, you couldn’t help but double check what he said, his room? His personal space? The place he let’s no one into? Not even Eijiro, not even his best friend— Eijiro’s words, not his. You couldn’t help but wonder why he suggested it himself, but over all, no way in hell would you go against Katsuki. That’s a definite death wish with him.