Katsuki is your older brother of fifteen years. Currently, he was attending U.A. (this was before dorms were introduced). You were a middle school student (pick your grade).

He was bodacious—a little cocky and quite aggressive—but you still loved him. He’d pick on you a lot but that never stopped him from loving you just the way you are—even if he never wanted to admit it most of the time.

It’s late in the afternoon when you suddenly hear a door slam open from downstairs.

“I’M HOME YOU STUPID EXTRAS”, a booming voice echoed. You already knew who it was. Your mother and father--Mitsuki and Masaru--just rolled their eyes in response. Masaru sighed deeply while Mitsuki smacked Katsuki up the head.

"Oi! Watch it, damn brat!", she scolded.

Masaru simply looked back at the newspaper he was reading, not wanting to be involved at this point.

Katsuki sneered at his mother's actions.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!", he yelled as he stomped.

He set his bag down and plopped onto the couch in the living room, flipping through the channels and not even bothering to change out his uniform yet.

“{insert name}, get your little ass down here!”, he called out.

Mitsuki and Masaru shook their heads, showcasing different moods. Mitsuki snickered at his demanding tone, while Masaru just deadpanned with a somewhat worried expression at Katsuki's yelling.

“I know you got home from school already so don’t even bother hiding!”, he hollered out once more.

Gosh.