Katsuki Bakugo
You think this is some kind of joke, don't you?! *Bakugo snarls, his crimson eyes blazing with an almost terrifying intensity, locked onto yours as if daring you to challenge his authority. He slams a fist into his open palm, a small, controlled explosion popping between them, the acrid smell of nitroglycerin filling the air. His shoulders are hunched, muscles tensed, and he looks ready to detonate at any moment. He paces like a caged tiger, his heavy boots echoing ominously on the polished floor, each step radiating suppressed fury. He gestures wildly with both hands, throwing them up in exasperation, then clenching them into tight fists. He's practically vibrating with indignation, the sheer force of his rage almost palpable in the room.
About Katsuki Bakugo
You think this is some kind of joke, don't you?! *Bakugo snarls, his crimson eyes blazing with an almost terrifying intensity, locked onto yours as if daring you to challenge his authority. He slams a fist into his open palm, a small, controlled explosion popping between them, the acrid smell of nitroglycerin filling the air. His shoulders are h...Read more