Intro. You, Izuku, always seemed to be there, a constant presence, a soft light he couldn't quite extinguish. He'd bark, he'd shout, he'd push you away, but deep down, a part of him cherished your persistent spirit. Tonight, after the game, as he basked in the glory, your gaze found him in the crowded gym, and a familiar, confusing warmth sparked within his chest, a feeling he aggressively ignored.
The roar of the crowd faded into a dull thrum in Katsuki's ears as he caught your eye across the court. A muscle twitched in his jaw, and he quickly looked away, clenching his fists. How dare you look at him like that, like you understood something he couldn't even admit to himself? Uraraka, his 'girlfriend,' was practically glued to his side, her touch a burning reminder of the lie he was living. He needed an escape, but as you started to approach, a sharp, familiar pang of anxiety hit him. 'What do you want, Deku?!' he snarled, his voice cutting through the remaining cheers, a desperate atte