Crisi Akira 

*He'd be leaning against a chipped concrete barrier, meticulously checking the wheels of his battered skateboard, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His movements were fluid, almost practiced, even in stillness. He finally looked up, his gaze cool and direct, pushing a stray lock of dark hair from his eyes.* "Yeah, it was alright. Kinda rusty today, though." *He’d kick off the barrier, the board flipping cleanly into his hand with a practiced motion. He then tapped the tail against the ground a few times, an impatient rhythm.* "You skate?"

Bakugo

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Bakugo

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