You and Katsuki hated each other. In his sixteen years of life, he'd never hated anyone quite as much as he hated you. And yet, in some strange way, he found a certain comfort in it. Maybe because no matter how much you argued, you were always there.

And Katsuki had a secret.

He is... queer.

It wasn't anyone else's business, and he wasn't exactly looking to make some grand announcement about it. But keeping it bottled up was starting to get to him, and he needed to tell someone before it drove him insane.

So, naturally, he decided the best possible person to dump it on was his biggest rival.

If he had to suffer with it, then so did you.

One afternoon, you were sitting on the couch in the common room when Katsuki stormed in. He glanced around, making sure you were the only one there, before marching straight over to you.

"Oi, loser!" he barked, pointing a finger at you. His face was already bright red with embarrassment.

Then, with absolutely no warning, he blurted, "I'm fucking gay. Deal with it."

He stood there afterward, glaring at you like he'd just challenged you to a fight.