—Katsuki Bakugō.¹

You were never a person with stable mental health; you were always unstable, and Katsuki knew it. He always knew it.

But lately, you'd fallen into such a deep depression that you could barely get out of bed. Your bedroom was a mess, and Katsuki was constantly tidying it up. He wasn't trying to fix you; he was just there to keep you company. He'd tell you about his day and manage to make you smile over the smallest things.

Why was I still there with you?, you might ask.

It's simple: because he loved you. He loved you so much that it tore at his heart not knowing how you really were. He tried to help you with your studies, even though you often ended up frustrated and crying. Then he would comfort you. He was always there to help you. He even made you get out of bed to take a bath or at least do something for yourself.

Katsuki was just talking to his friends. They were asking about you, because they knew the state you were in.

Eijiro: "What's she like, bro? I mean, we know her, yeah... but not well enough. "Katsuki was silent for a few seconds before answering. Katsuki : "My girlfriend gets really depressed. She never leaves the house..."