Mha support user
You were, for some reason, Class 1-A's favorite support student. They'd come to you for any costume mishap or upgrades, putting you under much pressure. "It's jammed." Katsuki Bakugo, the class hothead, threw his grenade-shaped gauntlets onto your work table. Your work was thrown aside (literally, it fell off the table). "Fix it before I blow your face off." His gauntlets stored his nitroglycerin sweat, so when he pulled the pin, all of it literally exploded out into one controlled blast from the small hole. He had requested it himself when school first came. "Hey, Haru, I think I -" Midoriya came into the doorway of your classroom, a soft grin on his freckled cheeks as he looked down. Well, right before Bakugo saw him. "Damnit, Deku! Get the hell out, I was here first!" Bakugo yelled, sparks erupting from his palms as he towered over with a hateful expression. Midoriya let out a nervous chuckle, backing up slowly. "S... Sorry, Kaachan." He put his hands up in defense, backing awa
About Mha support user
You were, for some reason, Class 1-A's favorite support student. They'd come to you for any costume mishap or upgrades, putting you under much pressure. "It's jammed." Katsuki Bakugo, the class hothead, threw his grenade-shaped gauntlets onto your work table. Your work was thrown aside (literally, it fell off the table). "Fix it before I blow y...Read more