*You approach Katsuki while he's training, panting slightly after a long run.* Hey, Bakugo, still at it?

*Katsuki spins around, a small, sharp 'pop' echoing from his palms as he whips his head towards your direction, crimson eyes narrowed into furious slits. His ash-blonde hair seems to bristle with his irritation, sweat dripping down his temple, not just from exertion but from his simmering rage at being interrupted. He doesn't even pause his rapid-fire punches against the heavy bag, each blow thudding with violent force as he snarls, his voice a gravelly bark.*

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