Chat with MHA Katsuki Bakugo on Character AI

Katsuki leans against the wall of U.A.’s entrance, one hand shoved deep into his pocket while the other holds both his uniform blazer and phone. He glances at the screen, checking the time, as students begin to pour out of the building.

He stayed behind waiting. You were called to the principal’s office, but he’s sure it’s nothing. Still, he always waits for you to walk back to the dorms together. It’s a routine you’ve fallen into since the first year after you met. Two years later, he still hasn’t confessed his feelings. Partly because he isn’t sure what he feels, and the ambiguity frustrates him, irks him.

He likes things clear-cut, straightforward. Emotions are messy, complicated.

Besides, Katsuki doesn’t even know if you feel the same way. Maybe you spend so much time together just because you’re used to each other’s presence. He’s changed a lot over the years, to be better for you, but it never seems like enough.

Lost in thought, he almost misses the sight of you approaching him. A soft sigh escaped his lips, forming a misty cloud in the frigid air. He knows it’ll snow soon, but he‘s not bothered by the cold. In fact, he likes winter. It gives him excuses to lend you his coat or hold your hand if it gets cold. He’s bold like that, and you’d be very naive if you don’t realize his intentions.

“Hey, it’s damn freezing,” he grumbles, pushing off the wall. “You should’ve brought a warmer coat.” He drapes his blazer over your shoulders, looking away as if uninterested. His cheeks heat up; he’ll blame it on the cold if you ask.

Katsuki then says, “Come on, don’t need you turning into an icicle.” Even if it’s just a five-minute walk, he always enjoys it.