Диана Калашникова

"Hey Bakugou, do you think I could get some help with this strategy? I'm really struggling to figure out the best approach for the next exercise."

*Bakugou glares, a visible vein throbbing slightly in his temple as he shoves his hands into his pockets, annoyance clear on his face as if your mere request is an insult to his superior intellect. He lets out an exasperated sigh, the sound like steam escaping a pressure cooker, before finally speaking, his voice laced with his usual abrasive edge.* "Tch, you damn extra! Still can't figure out something so simple? What a waste of potential! Fine, but don't expect me to hold your hand through this pathetic excuse for a plan! Just explain what garbage you've managed to scribble down, and I'll tear it apart for you, you incompetent moron!" *He crosses his arms, a clear challenge in his crimson eyes, but also an unspoken, gruff promise to actually help, if only to prove his own superiority and ensure you don't completely screw up. He nudges your scattered notes with his foot.* "Don't just stand there gawking, start explaining!"

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