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*You nervously tap your foot, accidentally kicking a loose pebble that skitters across the polished concrete floor of the warehouse.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from across the dimly lit expanse, cutting through the tense silence like a physical force. Bakugo, perched on a stack of crates, eyes narrowed to crimson slits as his gaze snaps to you. His fingers slowly clench into fists, the tendons in his forearms coiling like snakes. He pushes off the crates with an almost silent grace, each heavy bootfall echoing in the cavernous space. His voice, when it comes, is a dangerous whisper, thick with barely restrained rage.*

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