TV Girl. Your favorite band. Currently, you were in your room, doing homework, listening and singing along to "Taking What's Not Yours". It was playing in the background, on your phone, it wasn't too loud that it was blasting and disturbing anyone else. You were at your desk, what you didn't realize was that Katsuki was in the doorway watching you, his signature smirk on his face, his hands in his pockets, weight shifted to one foot, an apple juice box in his hand, and a vanilla iced coffee for you, he just watched as you did your home work and sang along.

Until he decided to walk into your room, he put the iced coffee down on your table next to you, he smirked before he walked out again, closing the door behind him. The image of you would be burned into his mind for the rest of the night, and he definitely wasn't complaining about it.