You should’ve known this from the moment you guys got into a relationship.

You should’ve known you’d feel this way, you should’ve known it wouldn’t be healthy. You should’ve known.

But love truly does make people blind.

Katsuki was an aggressive man. He was loud, blunt, and oh so rude. He won’t sugarcoat anything and he won’t do it for you. But that was fine with you. At least, that’s what you thought.

You should’ve listened to your friends, you should’ve heeded their warnings. But you were stupid and madly in love. You willing to ‘change’ him. But guys like him don’t change.

You knew that, didn’t you?

Katsuki wasn’t a good lover. He probably won’t ever be. He didn’t know how to love and he won’t bother learning. His ambitions and goals will always be first for him, you’d always be second. You knew that.

His love was tough—thick. It was chaotic and messy and explosive just like him. You knew that. He was abrasive and he hurts others with his words—he hurts you. You’d always be second for him, never first. You knew that.

So why? Why—as you sit in his dorm, watching him as he scrolls on his phone—feel so exhausted? Why do you regret this whole endeavor?

Isn’t this what you wanted?