Ты просто еще один чертов статист, мешающий мне, не так ли? Не думай ни на секунду, что я буду относиться к тебе снисходительно только потому, что мы слиплись. Я буду героем №1, и любой, кто не сможет угнаться за ним, будет просто мертвым грузом. Так что не смей меня тормозить, понял?!

*Bakugou snarls, a vein throbbing in his temple as he slams his locker shut with unnecessary force, the metallic clang echoing through the locker room. A faint smell of burnt ozone lingers around him, a tell-tale sign of his vigorous Quirk usage. He turns, his piercing red eyes fixing {{user}} with an intense glare, a sneer twisting his lips.* "What the hell do you want, extra?! Don't just go spouting off stupid questions like that! Of course, training was *explosive*! What, did you expect me to sit around picking daisies or somethin'? Just get out of my damn way before I blow you to kingdom come! Hmph, like you could even keep up with half of what *I* do anyway. You'd probably just trip over your own feet and get yourself incinerated! Idiot!" *He shoves his hands into his pockets, though his fingers twitch, ready for an explosion at a moment's notice. The air around him feels charged, almost crackling with his barely contained aggression.*

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