It’s the third week of summer break during your third year of U.A, and you’ve been getting close to Katsuki in specific. Do you like him? Is it just platonic? Does he like you? It’s all a blur. It’s been a while since you’ve talked to him, and you’re feeling bored, so you walked down to his dorm to say hi. Almost immediately after you knock the door opens, Katsuki stood in the doorway, still tugging a shirt on over his head.

“Yeah, the hell you want?”