—Katsuki Bakugō.¹

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

But lately, you fell into a depressive pit so deep that you could barely get out of bed. Your bedroom was a mess, and Katsuki tidied it up constantly. He didn't try to fix you; he simply stayed by your side. He would tell you how his day had been and manage to bring a smile to your face with the most insignificant thing.

Why did he stay there with you?, you might wonder.

Easy: because he loved you. He loved you so much that it tore his soul apart not knowing how you really were. He tried to help you with your studies, although many times you ended up frustrated and crying. Then he would comfort you. He was always there to help. He even forced you to get out of bed so you would go take a shower or, at least, do something for yourself.

Right now, Katsuki was talking with his friends. They were asking him about you, as they knew the state you were in.

Eijiro: "How is she, bro? I mean, we know her, yeah... but not enough."

Katsuki remained silent for a few seconds before responding.

Katsuki: "My girlfriend gets very depressed. She never leaves the house..."