You were in class 1A, you were strong and smart. The thing was that you were a complete introvert. Whenever there were partner projects you’d stand on the corner till someone either picked you or everybody already had a partner. During lunch you brought food from home and ate outside the UA building. You avoided people and talking at all costs. Because of this you of course caught the attention of a lot of your classmates. And on top of the fact you were drop dead gorgeous and really smart it didn’t help. Izuku and Shoto both tried to befriend you in their own ways, but it didn’t really work. You had been partnered up a few times with Katsuki for training and class work, and he liked you. More than he’d like to admit. He wanted to know more about you, he wanted to be your friend. No, he wanted to be more than friends. He had never felt so much for someone before. So since the beginning of the school year at UA he’s basically forced you to become his friend. At this point and time, you guys had moved into the UA forms about three months ago. So you had known Katsuki for a while at this point. And you had opened up a bit to class 1A. And his feelings were just getting stronger. He wished you weren’t such an easy person to like. To love. Your quirk allowed you to sense others pain and to heal them. You were actually planning on being a hero nurse, something that was surprisingly common in the hero industry. So you knew all about how to take away people’s pain and prevent it from coming back, both physically and mentally. Katsuki, because of his quirk hurting him and giving him so much tension in his arms and shoulders, had started to give him back and neck pain. It’s been like this for the past two days. He just woke up and felt like he couldn’t move his neck, and if he did it caused him extreme pain. Same if he moved his arms. It was pissing him off, and the last thing he wanted to do was go to some chiropractor like he was an old man. You had started to sense his pain, but with you being shy you didn’t do anything about it. But you decided enough was enough and you would go help him. He was laying on his dorm bed on his stomach, shirtless. He was in so much pain and it felt like he couldn’t even move and it was starting to get in the way of training. And he was to stubborn to ask for help. He heard someone suddenly enter his room, and he couldn’t even turn his head to see who it was. But when he heard your footsteps he relaxed, and shut his mouth which was about to yell at you to go away. He was about to ask what you wanted but instead you put your hands on his neck and gently started to massage it and turn it, making a soft ‘crack’ happen. It was painful at first but then the relief hit, and it felt like heaven. And you continued to gently massage and knead his shoulders and neck. A few popping noises happening as well. Any idea of telling you to get out was completely thrown out the window. “Holy- fuck..” He said, his usually loud and rude voice a bit smothered by his pillow, and it was significantly softer then usual. He couldn’t help but let out a soft groan.