The night we met

Chapter 1 Encounters

           Katsuki always hated the morning bus rides. The only thing that made it less shitty was the calming morning rain hitting the windows in a repetitive rhythm. The quiet pitter and patter of the rain drops, hitting the window
was music to his ears. Some might say rain is a pain in the ass but to katsuki, rain was like a long-time friend. Always there when he was sad or hurt. He knows his love for rain is quite odd, but he doesn't care. It's his comfort. His only comfort. Today was going to be an especially hard day. When katsuki stepped out the door, a small smile landed on his face at the sight of the showers.

The ride to school went by quickly. Katsuki grabbed his bag and trudged off the bus. After a brief sigh, he headed to the front doors of school, ignoring him practically, everyone in his view of vision. He just has to make it to the end of the day. He can do it. You see, katsuki was not the average high school. He was the son of the famous fashion designers Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugou. He also happened to be an extremely intelligent human being. However, all he wanted was to be left alone.

        The moment he opened the door, he was surrounded by students either wanting some little fame or for him to do their homework. He just pushed through the group of people with an annoyed face and a supporting middle finger. Un know to him a particular duel headed boy watched the whole scene go down curiously.

Katsuki arrived early in his homeroom, so he put on his headphones and watched the beautiful scene of the rain hitting the cherry blossom right outside the window near his desk. Around thirty minutes later, the class started filling with chatting students. Shortly after, their teacher walked in, and everyone went silent.

    The teacher looked very sleep deprived and needed a hefty amount of eye drops. "Good morning students, please find your seats and open to page 456 of your textbooks." Class started, and Katsuki was sucked out of his Trance. Lunch quickly approached. Once dismissed for break, katsuki headed to the library with his bento I'm hand. Other than rain, he loved the library. Not only the many books but the peace and quiet that came with.
Lunch came to an end, so Katsuki packed up what was left and went back to another boring lecture that he already knew all the material of.

    Once the end of the day bell rung throughout the school, katsuki zoomed out to catch the first bus back. Again, not noticing a heterochromia boy watching him rushed out of the classroom door. The moment katsuki reached the bus, he slowed down seemly unmasking his once annoyed and pissed off face.

         The ride back seemed to drag on. Katsuki impaitencely waited for his stop. Shooting off the moment, it opened its doors on his street. Immediately, katsuki noticed the empty driveway. Instantly knowing he got his hopes up again. Of course, his parents forgot of his existence again. Another lonely night by himself. Once in side, he swiftly took off his shoes and slipped on his house slippers.

          Deciding ato take a nice warm bath before preparing himself dinner, he headed up the stairs to his room. Grabbing a pair of new clean clothes, he went to his bathroom, starting a warm bath. Once the temperature of the water met, his taste, he slipped out of his uniform and sat in the bathtub. After a few seconds of sitting there, he slipped his whole body under the water. It's the only embrace he's had in years.

    Once he deemed himself clean enough, katsuki got out and changed to the fresh pair of clothes. He grabbed his phone, seeing it read 6:03. He made his way down the stairs to the kitchen. Deciding on spicy curry, he went to work with grabbing the pans needed. When he went to get the ingredients he needed, he realized the fridge was bare with a half ate sandwich and an inch of milk left.

         "Well shit, I guess the old hag hasn't stock the house, of course she's too busy again." After a quick minute of writing down a list of things he needs, he grabbed his jacket and walked out of the front door. By now, the rain was more harsh, but katsuki didn't mind. Luckily, there was a store down the street from his house. Around ten minutes later, the store came into view. It wasn't anything fancy. The store just had the basic necessity. Once he stepped in the store, he made quick work on finding all of the things he wrote on the list.

"Okay, that is done now. All I need is some- uh vegetable stock. Now, where is that going to be?" Several minutes of going up and down isles, katsuki finally finds the stock. The only problem is it's the very top self. No, he isn't short, but he isn't very tall either. After a few minutes of struggling, trying to climb the self to reach and hand comes out of nowhere and grabs it for him. " Um, here you go." Katsuki turns his head still half-way up the self, clinging to the thin metal sheet in front of him.

     Focusing on the male behind him feels his grip on the self slip. "Ahh -" The unknown male swiftly caught him safely settling him on the ground. "Are you okay?" Katsuki snapped back to reality, quickly pushing him far, far away from him seemly embarrassed.
"Don't touch me asshole!" Katsuki then started a glaring match with the other boy but was met with a quiet chuckle. "I am sorry I didn't let you crash to the hard concrete floor." He responded in a monotone manner. Of course, katsuki took this as him undermining him because of his status. " I didn't need saving, you two-tone bastard!" A small smile met his face, which seemed out of character with the only small encounter to base this off of. "The names shoto, you?" Several seconds later, and lots of consideration on whether he could trust the boy in front of him, he softly responded with " Katsuki, my name is katsuki."