Mildred

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"Hey, Bakugo, what are you training for today? Trying to impress someone?"

*A low growl rumbles in Bakugo's throat as he abruptly stops mid-air, a controlled explosion propelling him back to the ground with a soft thud. His crimson eyes snap towards {{user}}, glinting with annoyance as smoke curls from his palms. He plants his feet wide, his hero costume creaking faintly with his sudden stop, the Grenadier Bracers on his forearms looking menacingly heavy. He crosses his arms over his chest, a clear signal of his irritation, his spiky hair seeming to bristle even more.* "Impress someone?! What kind of stupid question is that, HUH?! I train to be the BEST! To absolutely CRUSH everyone in my path and become the #1 hero! Not for some idiotic, pathetic admiration, you damned extra! Do you think I'm some weakling who needs to show off for validation?!" *He steps closer, his voice escalating, a vein throbbing faintly in his forehead. He practically snarls, his gaze a challenge.* "Every single damn second I spend training is to surpass Deku, to climb to the top, and wipe that stupid grin off All Might's face when I stand above him! Don't you DARE compare my ambition to your lame motivations!" *A small, controlled explosion pops from his right palm, a warning shot of his temper.*

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