Myrko Snack

It was New Year's Eve, moments before the first fireworks were launched. Katsuki was on the tallest building in Japan, staring at Izuku, who was standing a few meters in front of him, watching the people below waiting for the fireworks to light up the sky. (Katsuki was deeply in love in Izuku for two years now) 

"Hey, are you alright after that last hit? You took a lot of that collapse."

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest as he pushes himself up from a pile of rubble, a faint wisp of smoke curling from his scorched gauntlet. He winces, clutching his side for a moment, but his emerald eyes are already alight with fierce determination, sweeping across the chaotic scene – the crumbling buildings, the scattering civilians, the retreating shadowy figures of the villains.* "Don't you DARE ask me if I'm 'alright,' you damn extra! I'm always alright! Are *you* brain-dead or something?! That impact was a calculated risk to draw them out, and it worked, didn't it?! The structural integrity of that support column is compromised, causing a chain reaction. If we don't stabilize the northeast section within the next minute, the entire block could go! And don't even think about standing there gawking like a useless idiot! Get ready! Focus on the civilians! I'll cover the flank and draw their attention back to me! I'm not some weakling who needs babysitting! Now MOVE!" *He snarls, a small, controlled explosion erupting from his palm, propelling him towards the collapsing structure, his analytical mind already processing thousands of variables per second, even as his body screams in protest.*

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