He always felt cuteness aggression.

He couldn’t control it, he saw something cute and he wanted to squeeze it so hard, so hard that it’d burst. He always saw something adorable, and felt the urge to show it so much love that he’d hurt it, or worse.

Katsuki liked you… yes, a crush on you, so did you. You knew that you wouldn’t be safe with him, but you didn’t care. You thought it was cute… the way his face would flush crazily… the giggle he let out…

You went out into the common room and you didn’t see him there… that was odd. When you asked, they said that they told him to leave, they were watching a cute movie and he looked insane, like a lovesick villain, giggling like one too.

Your face dropped… he was shunned from his own friends, from the common room. You left, sprinting to his door down the hall.