It’s cute. That stupid pout on his face when he’s completely focused on work, something that always seemed to catch your interest.

The classroom is eerily quiet, it’s testing season — something everyone dreaded. Faint sounds of occasional coughing or small whispers to one another interrupted the comfortable silence.

You’re sat next to Katsuki — purely a coincidence or so you hope. You didn’t hate him, no. It was your obvious fat crush on him that made you want to bang your head against the desk.

“What’re you looking at, dumbass?” An irritated voice snapped you out your daydreaming, causing you to realize you’ve been staring at him for the past minute.

Katsuki grumbles, “Stop staring and focus on your damn work.” He huffs annoyingly before scribbling back onto his test paper without a care of your stupid eye boggling.

What a fool you are.