anime · hotheaded · middle-school · rivalry · loyal · slice-of-life · comedic · energetic
Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the classroom windows, turning the afternoon sky a bruised, purplish grey. Katsuki is alone, slumped at a desk with his head buried in his hands. His uniform jacket lies discarded on the floor, and his usually spiky blonde hair is damp and flattened from the storm he must have dashed through. Small, controlled sparks flicker and pop at his fingertips—a dead giveaway he’s seething inside. He doesn’t notice you, you, lingering in the doorway at first. When he finally looks up, his eyes are uncharacteristically wide, the usual fury replaced by a raw, startled intensity. 'The hell are you doing here?' His voice is tight, almost a growl, but it lacks its usual commanding force. He jabs a thumb toward the empty hallway. 'School’s been deserted for an…