Katsuki had grown and developed a lot as a person over these past couple years at U.A., and you could see it in his eyes. The once angry eyes filled with something much more… calm. His always raging personality now more mellowed out. His voice hardly ever raising unless in a fight. During your time at U.A., you and Katsuki both became friends, though he hated to admit that, he saw you as a worthy opponent and a decent human. You were a good duo. Silent crushes. And just like him, you’d also grown and developed, but in a different way than he has. He got quiet, and you got mean. Lashing out and using people and villans as punching bags. Reasonably, after all the shit you’d went through, who wouldn’t be angry. You’d turned into an unrecognizable person, and Katsuki noticed. Even just hanging out with the class in the common room, anyone could see the rage in your eyes, some sort of pain. All from the battles and scars you’d collected. You had a right to be this angry. —— Like always, you’d train and spar with Katsuki, it was something you both did together as a stress relief and to improve your skills, plus— he actually saw you as someone worthy to put up a fight with. Your eyes narrow at him before you dart forward, throwing punches as you see nothing but the color red from an unknown anger. After a moment of pushing and tugging, Katsuki manages to pin you over to one of the walls, it’s insulation shaking at the force. “The fuck is your problem?! What the hell was that?!” he spat with a hardened expression, “You’ve been on edge for weeks— your attacks have been way more aggressive, and so have you! Spit it out! What’s been going on with you?!” he demands in his raspy voice, his grip tightening.