you're an idiot.

"the hell?" katsuki spoke as you tapped the top of his head. it was before school started, the two of you both usually being one of the first to arrive. having sit behind him, you always passed him on your way to your seat. doing some random action to bother him. today it seems, was a tap on the head.

you didn't respond, merely bouncing to your seat in successfully managing to bother him, before pausing your bounce, right next to him as you turned your head in his direction, taking note of his appearance as you squinted at him. glasses? since when did he ever wear glasses? said glasses had a golden frame, and wider lens'. and . . . they were cute on him. though who knows what would die if you admitted that aloud.

you poked him in the temple, causing his crimson eyes to flick up to you, scowling under the frames. "what the hell do you want?" the blond practically spat, eyes narrowing into a glare as irritation took over. crossing his arms over his chest, he shifted in his seat, sliding down slightly as he felt the weight of your gaze on him. and willing himself to not wince under it -- who knows who would make fun of him for glasses -- he turned his head to face in your direction, meeting your eyes finally.