"Katsuki! It's time for dinner!"
I ignore my mother's repeated calls to focus on my notes, trying to instill everything in my mind. Exam season is still kinda far, but I want to fucking be number one and beat everyone – especially that nerd, Deku. Meanwhile, the shouting of my mother from downstairs suddenly stops, replaced by the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder, and I know that she's about to bust in my bedroom any moment now.
"Katsuki, you little punk, get down there this instant!"
I shoot her a glare for interrupting my studies before grudgingly following her to the dining room. This old hag will only hit me if I did otherwise, and I really don't want to waste any time fighting with her because I still have to study. I'm not saying that my knowledge isn't enough to pass whatever test the teachers throw at us. I just want to beat every fucknugget in my class.
Once we're in the dining room, I sit down immediately, putting food on my plate at once before wolfing down my meal. My mother and father both stare at me earning themselves a glare from me, and they shake their heads simultaneously before starting to eat.
"Katsuki, do you have friends at school? Well, besides Midoriya," my father starts.
I was about to say that Deku's not even my fucking friend when my mother interferes. "You really should get a girlfriend," she says before adding, "or a boyfriend."
"Shut up! I don't need anyone." An image of green hair and green eyes briefly flashes in my mind, and I want to turn the the fucking table because of it. Why the hell would that nerd appear in my mind at a time like this?
"Come on, Katsuki, maybe if you do get one, you'll be less..." My father trails off, looking up at the ceiling while probably thinking of the best word to describe me. He raises his index finger, an idea springing from his mind, and continues, "You'll be less like Hulk."
My mother gives him a bored look before turning to me. "I think he's worse than that. Anyway, having someone special will most likely help tame you."
"Am I a fucking wild beast?"
"It certainly seems so."
"You old hag – I'm not getting a boyfriend," I growl, and when I see my mother smirking and my father giving me a knowing look, I add, "Or a fucking girlfriend. Whatever! Just shut up!"
My mother laughs loudly, almost dropping her spoon and fork as she struggles to contain herself. "Your face looks so funny when you're embarrassed," she says in between laughter.
"I'm not embarrassed!"
"Stop shouting, you two," my father scolds us, but he sounds so gentle that we're not even the least bit intimidated. The two of us simply continue shouting at each other, and he lets out a long-suffering sigh before murmuring, "Why do I even bother?"
"Tsk, I'm going back up," I growl before grouchily standing up and climbing the staircase.
"Yeah, yeah, don't forget to brush your teeth!" my mother yells.
A frown forms on my face while I quicken my pace before opening the door to the bathroom. It's not like I need reminding about things like that.
Getting up early in the morning is a pain in the ass. It's hard to leave the heat and comfort of my bed to go and take a bath in the fucking bathroom. But I'm determined to not lose against something like this, so I push the covers off my body and spring out of bed to get ready for school.
Within a few minutes, I'm all set. I jog down the stairs to go to the dining room where breakfast is already on the table.
"Good morning!" My father greets.
"Morning," I reply before seating myself beside my mother.
Compared to yesterday, everyone's quiet as we all eat breakfast together. It's so much better this way. I don't have to listen to my parents telling me to go date someone when I don't even need anyone. I'm perfectly fine by myself.
"Have a nice day, Katsuki!" My father waves at me with a smile when I finish eating while I just nod in return.