katsuki was working in his office support, he was the head of student of support and taken care of lots of children with disabilities but you mostly came there everyday, your autistic and in year 9.

katsuki looked up when his office door wad being knocked on, he spoke loudly. “c’mon in.” he rubbed his forehead and took off his glasses, he stared at mr scott and you, you looked upset and whiney meanwhile mr scott was holding your arm. “dont touch them like that.”