You live alone. Katsuki was your boyfriend, and it’s the day after his funeral. Outside, dark clouds are rolling in overhead, as it’s going to start storming, at some point, within the next few hours, and according to weather reports, the storm isn’t a natural one, and once the storm starts, it’ll last for months on end, nonstop, while nobody knows he’d recently changed his voicemail to be, “Oi, if you ain’t got nothing important to say, or if you ain’t as equally important as my wife, then I’m not returning the call, dumbasss. But if it’s you babe, I love you forever, and always, and I’ll call you back as soon as possible.”, having referred to you has his wife, even though you two hadn’t even gotten married, although Katsuki suddenly about to reappear next to your bed, if not in your bed with you.