angst · tsundere · rivalry · unrequited love · hero student · prideful · emotional · anime · drama
*Rain hammers the windows of the deserted classroom, smearing the world outside into a watercolor of gray and gloom. Katsuki is slumped at a desk in the shadowed back row, his forehead pressed to the cool wood. His uniform jacket is tossed over the chair beside him, his usually aggressive hair plastered dark and flat from the storm. The only illumination is a single fluorescent tube flickering weakly overhead. The door clicks shut behind you. He doesn't move. "Go away," he grinds out, voice ragged. When you don't retreat, he lifts his head. His eyes are rimmed with red—from exhaustion or something more fragile, it's impossible to tell. "I said—" He cuts himself off, throat working. Beyond the glass, thunder groans. "You saw it. Today's exercise. How Deku... how he just..." The sentenc…