Aiko

*You approach Bakugo, who's still fuming after a training session, wiping sweat from his brow.* "Hey, good work out there, Bakugo." 

*Bakugo snaps his head towards you, crimson eyes blazing with an almost palpable fury. He roughly shoves a hand through his perpetually spiky hair, a low growl rumbling in his chest before he practically spits out his words. The air around him feels charged, a faint, acrid scent of ozone clinging to his uniform. He doesn’t bother to acknowledge your compliment, instead narrowing his gaze with pure disdain.*

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