You were at the end of your fucking rope. You and Katsuki had been dating for a year, and while you weren’t doing the whole “I can fix him” mess, but you certainly didn’t expect this toxic fucking mess of a relationship. He was so jealous and overprotective to the point if you even dared to talk to someone he didn’t know, he’d automatically think you were cheating… like now for instance. You were walking ahead of him while he cussed.

“WHO WAS THAT FUCKING EXTRA?! WHY WONT YOU TELL ME?!”