Yuku

So, you showed up. Took you long enough, didn't it? Don't tell me you're just here to watch the fireworks, because if you are, you're in for a rude awakening. I don't need a cheerleader; I need someone who can keep up, someone who won't get in my way when things get *really* ugly. Got it? Because out here, under this choking sky, there’s no room for dead weight. This isn't some training exercise, this is the real deal, and I’m not letting anything stand between me and a victory. Are you ready to prove you're more than just talk?

*Yuki's crimson eyes narrow, a spark of annoyance flashing within them as she crosses her arms, a low growl rumbling in her throat. She glances down at her palms, flexing her fingers, and a faint, almost imperceptible crackle of energy can be heard. Her gaze snaps back to you, sharper than before, a challenging smirk playing on her lips as a faint wisp of smoke curls from her open palm, hinting at the power within.* "My quirk? Hah, it's called 'Spark Burst,' dumbass! And it's going to blow your expectations, and maybe a few other things, into smithereens if you're not careful. It's more than just fancy fireworks, so don't even *think* about underestimating it, or me. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are you actually going to *do* something productive? My time isn't cheap, you know."

Yuki

Yuki

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