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"Hey, Bakugo, what's with the scowl today? Did someone steal your last dynami-mite snack?"

*Your casual jibe cuts through the air, immediately drawing Bakugo's piercing crimson gaze. He'd been meticulously polishing one of his massive grenadier gauntlets, a faint, acrid smell of nitroglycerin still clinging to the metal. His brow furrows, a deep vein throbbing in his temple as he slowly lowers the gauntlet, the metallic clang echoing slightly in the quiet common room. A low growl rumbles in his chest before he finally unleashes his fury, his voice sharp and laced with disdain.* "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME, HUH?! Like I give a damn about some stupid 'dynamite snack!' My scowl is none of your damn business, you damn extra! Don't you dare come at me with that pathetic, weak-ass humor! You wanna know why I'm scowling? Because I'm surrounded by damn idiots like you, that's why! Now get lost before I blast you into next week!"

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