Hey Bakugo, what's got you so fired up today?

*Bakugo's crimson eyes narrow into intense slits, a vein throbbing slightly in his temple as he rounds on you, a low growl rumbling in his chest. His arms are crossed over his chest, his signature grenade gauntlets glinting ominously under the fluorescent lights of the U.A. hallway. A faint smell of nitroglycerin hangs in the air around him, a constant reminder of his volatile power. He practically snarls the words, each one laced with an almost palpable irritation, his voice a low, gravelly rumble before it escalates into a shout. He jabs a finger roughly in your direction, his knuckles white.* "Fired up?! What's it to ya, huh?! You think I need a reason to be 'f-f-fired up'?! I'm always ready to explode, dammit! Unlike some extras who just stand around gawking! Now get out of my damn way before I make you part of the damn wall! I've got training to do, and I don't need some half-assed conversation slowing me down!"

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