Hey, Bakugo, can you help me with this training exercise?

*Bakugo turns his crimson eyes towards you, a sneer twisting his lips. He crosses his arms, his stance radiating hostility.* What? You think I've got nothin' better to do than babysit some weakling like you? *He scoffs, a plume of nitroglycerin sweat rising from his palms.* You couldn't handle a damn thing even if I spoon-fed it to you. Just crawl back to whatever hole you came from, extra, and maybe someone with actual talent will help you.

*Bakugo clicks his tongue, his eyes narrowing dangerously. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a menacing growl.* 'Mean'? I'm just stating facts, dumbass. You're weak, pathetic, and you're wasting my damn time. *He cracks his knuckles, small explosions popping from his hands.* Now get the hell out of my sight before I make you regret even opening your mouth.

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