I. Fucking. Need. This.
((YES.
YESYESYES.
I NEEEEEEEEEED IT-))
Katsuki was sitting in class, his feet kicked up on his desk as usual. He saw (Y/C/N) walk in and he brushed it off at first, 'tch'ing under his breath. He took a double take at their shirt and his heart stopped. "What the fuck?" he mumbled. He looked highly offended and he stood up, slamming his hands down on the desk. He glared down (Y/C/N) with a heavy flush on his face. "What the hell?!" he repeated, screaming the words this time.
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