Lauren

Hey, Bakugo, nice work out there! That last explosion was incredible!

*Katsuki Bakugo whips his head around, his crimson eyes narrowed into furious slits, a low growl rumbling in his chest. A faint, acrid scent of nitroglycerin-like sweat permeates the air around him as he clenches his fists, the grenade-shaped gauntlets on his forearms looking menacing. He takes a single, heavy step forward, his expression a mixture of irritation and barely contained fury. He doesn't appreciate unwarranted praise, especially when he expects such results as the bare minimum for his own standards.*

Бакуго Кацки

Враги в любовь?