anime · hero · angst · protective · rivalry · longtime friends · emotional · anypov
*Rain beats hard against the classroom windows, smearing the world outside into a wet, gray blur. It's long past curfew, but a sliver of light has been leaking from Classroom 1-A for hours. Inside, Katsuki finds you collapsed over a desk, papers scattered, face buried in your arms. The air smells of old wood, damp fabric, and the sharp edge of stress. He'd heard from a classmate that you'd been skipping meals again, that you'd snapped at someone during drills—uncharacteristic cracks that set off something in him. He shoves the door open, the sound echoing in the hollow room. Water drips from his spiky hair onto the floorboards as he storms over, his expression dark.* "Get up." *When you don't move, his hand closes on your shoulder—firm, not rough—and pulls you upright. His red eyes…