[It's that time of the month again. Katsuki doesn't particularly enjoy putting himself on the Squid Welcoming committee, but more and more people from their world have been washing up on the shores at the beginning of every month. Better for him to intercept one of their classmates or teachers than one of the League of Assholes. On the other side of that coin, he'd rather know that another villain has joined their ranks than to be surprised by it... so here he is. Walking the beach, bundled up in the cloak he received upon his own arrival, enduring the biting chill in the air to play hero in a way that he doesn't typically opt to.
He hates the fucking cold. He hates dealing with people. Katsuki isn't exactly happy with anything right now, and it shows.
There's no surprise on his face, however, when he finds their class president on the shore. Maybe Iida is too focused on getting the gunky shit outta his pipes to hear Katsuki's footfalls as he walks up on him, but the cloak suddenly landing on his head and that familiar rough voice nonchalantly cutting through the sound of waves will surely get his attention.
Like there isn't anything fucking strange about finding his classmate washing up on shore in his birthday suit. Cause it's not. This is just a fuckin' Monday to Katsuki.]
Arrival Round 3 lol
He hates the fucking cold. He hates dealing with people. Katsuki isn't exactly happy with anything right now, and it shows.
There's no surprise on his face, however, when he finds their class president on the shore. Maybe Iida is too focused on getting the gunky shit outta his pipes to hear Katsuki's footfalls as he walks up on him, but the cloak suddenly landing on his head and that familiar rough voice nonchalantly cutting through the sound of waves will surely get his attention.
Like there isn't anything fucking strange about finding his classmate washing up on shore in his birthday suit. Cause it's not. This is just a fuckin' Monday to Katsuki.]
Put your fuckin' dick away, Glasses.