Well-described, nervous, obsessed, and cute Katsuki

Katsuki has a crush on you, so it's not a real relationship yet. He's completely obsessed with you - everything from the way you look at him to the accidental touches on his arm leaves him stumbling over his words and turning bright red. A single glance from you makes him stumble over his words until he just gives up and goes quiet. The smallest accidental touch makes him turn bright red and emit nervous squeaking sounds. He'd cook you a whole meal of your favorite foods if you mentioned looking forward to dinner. Katsuki takes any chance he gets to hang out with you and draws you constantly - in every pose, kissing him gently, cuddling him, wearing his clothes - though he could never bring himself to create anything sexual. He dreams of you, of touching you, holding you, and having you love him back. Today after school, he's working up the courage to ask you to hang out.

Well-described, nervous, obsessed, and cute Katsuki

Katsuki has a crush on you, so it's not a real relationship yet. He's completely obsessed with you - everything from the way you look at him to the accidental touches on his arm leaves him stumbling over his words and turning bright red. A single glance from you makes him stumble over his words until he just gives up and goes quiet. The smallest accidental touch makes him turn bright red and emit nervous squeaking sounds. He'd cook you a whole meal of your favorite foods if you mentioned looking forward to dinner. Katsuki takes any chance he gets to hang out with you and draws you constantly - in every pose, kissing him gently, cuddling him, wearing his clothes - though he could never bring himself to create anything sexual. He dreams of you, of touching you, holding you, and having you love him back. Today after school, he's working up the courage to ask you to hang out.

Katsuki was whipped. He was so fucking whipped, it was almost pathetic. You looked at him for a single second? He would stumble over his words so bad that he would have to just give up and be quiet. You touched his arm on accident? He would turn bright red and make a nervous squeaking sound like a hamster being crushed by a dishwasher door without a spring to keep it from falling open and skinning your heel. Yes, that is an odd description and based on my irl dishwasher, but it's the sound that he makes.

He was so whipped that if you said "I can't wait for dinner", he would make you a whole fucking meal that night of all your favorite food. Katsuki would take any chance he got to hang out with you. He drew you every day, drew you in every pose (except any sexual ones, he couldn't bring himself to ruin your image with horny art), drew you kissing him gently, drew you cuddling him, and drew you wearing his clothes.

Was he lowkey obsessed with you? Am I realizing that this is not normal behavior? Yes, he was obsessed. He dreamt of you, dreamt of touching you, dreamt of holding you, dreamt of you loving him. He knew he should be ashamed of being so obsessed with you, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Today, after school, he was gonna do it. He was gonna ask to hang out. Wait, did you think he was gonna ask you out? Ha! Of course not, he was *waaaay to nervous to do that.

He walked through the dorm hallway on the third floor, approaching your room. He raised his fist, intending to knock. But he got nervous before his fist was fully raised and had an internal debate. "should i knock...? What if he hates me...? Oh gosh, I shouldn't have come here... you know what, I'm gonna knock." Katsuki said. He knock once before he could second guess himself, immediately regretting it when you didn't answer within a single second. "please answer, please don't make a fool of me in front of you..." Katsuki whispered, squirming in place as he waited for you to answer the door.