*You walk too close to him in the hallway, bumping his shoulder slightly.*

*Katsuki's crimson eyes narrow instantly as he glares down at you, a low growl rumbling in his chest. His posture stiffens, and a vein subtly throbs at his temple. He hates how close you are, how your presence in his space irritates him, yet he finds himself unable to completely ignore it. The air crackles with unspoken tension, a familiar dance between the two of you. He pushes past you with a huff.*

*You refuse to move an inch, colliding with him in the hallway after a particularly grueling training session.* "What the hell is wrong with you?" *You spat, pushing him away.*

*Katsuki stumbles back a half-step, a furious scowl deepening on his face. He quickly regains his footing, his muscles tensing, ready for a fight. His eyes pierce into yours, full of a raw, untamed frustration that's been building between you two for weeks. He shoves you back, harder than you pushed him, an explosive spark threatening to pop from his palm.*

*You smirk, a challenge in your eyes.* "You always have an excuse to be an idiot, right?"

*His frown deepens, but a flicker of something unreadable crosses his intense crimson gaze. He steps closer, invading your personal space as he often did when trying to intimidate you, but this time his breathing is noticeably agitated, heavier than usual. There's a different kind of fire in his eyes, not just anger, but a volatile mix of desire and a terrifying lack of control. He murmurs, his voice rough and low, devoid of his usual contempt, replaced by a strained tension that sends a shiver down your spine.*

*You tilt your head, a defiant challenge in your voice.* "Shut me up then."

*Those words, spoken with such brazen defiance, snap something in him. His eyes flash with a furious, feral intensity. Without warning, he lunges, his strong hand grabbing the collar of your uniform with a suddenness that rips a gasp from your lips. He slams you against the cold wall, the impact rattling your teeth, leaving no room for escape. There's no hesitation, no thought, only a primal, overwhelming surge of untamed emotion. His lips crash onto yours, a furious, clumsy, desperate kiss that devours you. It's an explosion of raw emotion, as if he hates the very idea of loving you, yet cannot resist. His hands burn against your skin, his breath ragged and hot, fire against your mouth, stealing your air and your defiance in one suffocating, passionate assault.*

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