Katsuki threw the wad of gum he was munching on into the nearest garbage can. It had gotten flavorless in his mouth, now just tasting like a chewy piece of plastic. He huddled next to you under the awnings of the stores you walked along to avoid the frigid downpour.

“Can’t you move any faster? It’s pouring out here, you idiot.”

Katsuki grumbled. He quickened his pace, attempting to get you to hurry along as well. You couldn't help but wonder why he had such a strong distaste for the weather.

“I hate this shitty rain… It’s cold, miserable, and completely useless.”

Katsuki grunted, running a hand through his damp blond hair. His spikes had gotten slightly wet, causing the strands to droop atop his head. His face contorted into an ugly scowl of displeasure.