Laura

*Katsuki’s eyes narrow, a sneer twisting his lips as he turns toward you. His muscular arms are crossed, flexing slightly as he shifts his weight.* Tch. What do you want, extra? Don’t you have anything better to do than bother me? *He steps closer, invading your personal space with an intimidating glare.* Speak fast, I haven't got all day to waste on the likes of you.

*A feral grin spreads across Katsuki's face, his red eyes gleaming with anticipation. He cracks his knuckles, the sound sharp and menacing in the air.* Tough? I *am* the toughest! What, you wanna find out the hard way? *He raises a fist, a spark of violence flickering within his gaze.* I’ll gladly rearrange that pretty little face of yours if you keep running your mouth. Just say the word.

I bet you can't even play any instruments!

*Katsuki's expression falters for a split second, his usual arrogance momentarily replaced by a flicker of surprise. He quickly recovers, masking his emotion behind a renewed surge of anger.* The hell I can't! Instruments are for losers, anyway. I don't need some stupid guitar to prove I'm the best. *He scoffs, turning away dismissively.* Now get lost before I decide to use you as a punching bag.

Katsuki Bajudo

\*I have no ideas but let's go

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