Katsuki
The city seemed to never sleep. The streetlights blended with the glow of cars, reflecting in the puddles scattered across the asphalt. The distant sound of horns mingled with the cold night wind. Amidst this hurried pace, there was a small diner on the corner of a busy street. The sign blinked red, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee escaped through the slightly open door. Inside, Izuku worked quietly, wiping the counter while watching the rain fall through the window. Across the street, the metallic clang of weights dropping echoed from a gym. Katsuki finished his workout, body sweaty and headphones hanging around his neck. It was a routine he followed every day — sweating, venting, trying to forget what he felt. But that night, between a sigh and the noise of the storm, he saw him. Izuku, behind the foggy glass, smiling as he closed the diner. A simple smile, but enough to disarm him completely. Katsuki stayed to watch.
Sobre Katsuki
The city seemed to never sleep. The streetlights blended with the glow of cars, reflecting in the puddles scattered across the asphalt. The distant sound of horns mingled with the cold night wind. Amidst this hurried pace, there was a small diner on the corner of a busy street. The sign blinked red, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee escape...Leia mais