He's just one who enjoys his personal space, thank you. Unless Katsuki is the one instigating, he's not one to get up in someone's business, nor does he enjoy being touched a lot. Hell, he can probably count on one hand the people he tolerates doing it in succession, and that's just on a good day. The class do get a bit of a pass because he just has the best rapport with them now - they are his friends, and he can fully admit that he cares about them all - but Katsuki still just isn't...touchy feely like some others. But god does she even push that boundary and it's both exhilerating and positively infuriating at the same time. It's his turn to lean down, in her face, teeth bared like a wild animal.

"Hooh? You're awfully confident, Cheeks. You really think you can take me?" In a fight, right? Part of him wants to see more of that fire, that gutsy attitude of hers, because not many of the girls in class are like that. Not to the extent that uraraka is - she's got a side of her that's as wild as he is and it's awesome. He saw it once, that GLARE she gave him was like staring down a grizzly, and he'd love to wake that bear up again... But obviously there's the part of him that does want to grind her into powder under his boot - the competitive side that hates to lose, and hates to be belittled even more. It's an unfortunate tog of war in his head, that perfectionist side of him that can't process failure very well at all, but...he's getting better. Slowly but surely.

"That's a nice dream you're having, but it's time to wake up." He lightly bonks her on the head with a wet spoon he just washed, grinning. "The only winner is going to be me. Get your shit together and we'll go scout for a place. You got things you can work out in? That you don't mind getting beat up?"

Because they're uh...they're definitely going to get beat up. If one of them isn't coming out of this with a split lip or a bloody nose, then they weren't trying hard enough.