All Katsuki could do was watch, stare, chest tightening uncomfortably in a way it hasn’t before.

Your classmates has been crowded at your door, after one discovered you were crying over a family members passing; a close one, by the looks of it. However, none of them seemed to be helping, especially with all of them trying to comfort you. It seemed like a lot, and nothing seemed to work, though they must not have noticed that like Katsuki had. If he was in your position, he wouldn’t want everyone bothering him.

The young man could feel his heart ache uncontrollably in his rib cage. He didn’t like this feeling.

He sighed ,and then let out a huff.

”Everyone leave them alone, damnit! You’re all stressing them out even more, dumbasses!”

Katsuki barked, and after a few complaints and protests, they reluctantly left. He watched you curl up on your bed, pillow covering your head. Making his way over to you after closing your door, he placed a rough hand on your head, fingers tangling in your locks. He didn’t know how to comfort people, but something about you made him want to try.