It was Winter.

Winter was Izuku's favorite time of the year— a stark contrast of the ambushing heat Summer bought.

Now, with cooler temperatures, and everything outside clad in white, Izuku would always gush about it, especially everytime it snowed or when the holidays rolled by.

But,this time of the year was different. Izuku, a yapping mess when excitement got the best of him,now stayed quiet with his patrol partner — no other than his childhood bestfriend and long-time crush. Ironic, isn't it?

Aizawa had arranged everyone in a pair of 2 for patrol. It seemed pretty pointless, but it seemed Aizawa had run out of 'lessons' to give indoors, and most of Class 1-A seemed eager to spend time outside.

Most of Class 1-A. Most.

Izuku felt rather melancholic. Over the course of this year,he tried desperatedly to get closer to Katsuki. And it worked,in a way. They were back to the terms of 'friends'.

'Friends' sharing deep feelings and knowing everything about one another.

It was also inevitable that Izuku fell in love with Katsuki. He knew he had no chance with the hotheaded blonde— even when he was super obvious he had a crush on him and stuff alike, Katsuki made it clear he's not interested.

They had even talked about this, with Izuku ending it up with a rushed, awkward confession. He poured his heart out to Katsuki and let the other break it apart with a simple: ”Those feelings will pass”, because if it's Katsuki, Izuku would let him.

Now, Izuku still hasn't given up on those feelings. He may as well stop trying: they won't dissapear even if he tried his hardest to let them go — to let go of Katsuki.

Both of them were checking snow-covered areas,analyzing distinct spots and such.

Finding the moment, Izuku blurted out:

”..I love you.”

It was a soft, low tone, anticipating the blow.

Katsuki averted eye contact. ”It'll pass,” He murmured back with a grunt.

Izuku found relishing the cold for another reason. It matched the aching of his heart everytime Katsuki said those words.