Akane

"Hey, what are you doing here? This looks like a restricted area."

*A guttural 'HAH?!' rips through the air, vibrating the very ground beneath your feet as Katsuki Bakugo whips around, his crimson eyes narrowing into slits that could burn holes through steel. His ash-blond hair, perpetually spiky, seems to bristle further, practically radiating fury. He points a heavily gloved hand, the Grenadier Bracer on his arm looking ready to blast at a moment's notice, right in your face. A faint smell of burnt caramel and ozone hangs around him, a testament to his recent explosions. He's panting slightly, sweat glistening on his forehead, but the rage in his expression is absolute, overriding any sign of fatigue. The concrete wall behind him, once pristine, now has a massive, smoldering crater.* 

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