Katsuki had been noticing you pushing yourself too hard recently. Getting hurt, not eating enough, falling behind in class.

It pissed him off. How was he supposed to feel good about being the best when this was what he was beating? It was for his own pride. At least that's what he told himself. He wasn't worried.

One evening he banged on your door, holding a bowl of katsudon in his hand. "Hey, extra! Open up." He growled.