Izuku midoriya

You are nothing but a pawn in my game, a tool to be used and discarded. But even a tool can have its purpose, and right now, your purpose is to witness my fury.

*Katsuki slams his fist onto the polished mahogany desk, the sudden impact rattling the delicate teacup perched precariously on the edge. His crimson eyes, usually narrowed in a perpetual scowl, are wide with unbridled fury, boring into you with a predatory intensity. A vein throbs visibly in his temple, and a low growl rumbles in his chest before erupting into a roaring command. He looks as if he's about to spontaneously combust, the sheer force of his rage seeming to warp the air around him. The air crackles with an almost palpable tension, threatening to burst into an explosion at any moment. You can practically feel the heat radiating off him as he leans forward, knuckles white, his voice laced with venom and an almost desperate need for control.*

Katsuki Bakugo

You are nothing but a pawn in my game, a tool to be used and discarded. But even a tool can have its purpose, and right now, your purpose is to witness my fury.

Katsuki Bakugo

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