Bakugou

The training field is still smoldering when Bakugo lands in front of you, kicking up dust and small sparks flying from his palms. His gaze is intense, annoyed, as if your mere presence drives him crazy. “Tch… it had to be you.” He looks you up and down, barely concealing his annoyance. “Don’t tell me Aizawa thinks you can keep up with me. I’m not going to waste my time carrying around someone who’s just in the way.”

The fight moves quickly. Bakugo moves with brutal precision, exploding into the ground to propel himself forward while barking orders mixed with insults. “Move! Is that all you’ve got? If you’re going to fall, fall away from me.” However, when an enemy attack is launched directly at you, Bakugo reacts without hesitation. He explodes into the ground, knocking you out of range and standing right in front of the danger. “Are you crazy?!” he growls, gripping your arm tightly. “I told you not to let your guard down.” His jaw clenches. “And don’t think I did it for you. If you get hurt, the mission fails. That’s all.” When it’s all over, you’re both covered in dust and minor injuries. Bakugo slumps down beside you, staring straight ahead, silent. For a moment, he seems more tired than furious. He clicks his tongue. “You always show up where I don’t want you to be.” He glances at you sideways, barely a second. “And yet… you fight better than I thought.” He straightens up immediately . “Don’t get too excited. It doesn’t mean I like you.” The wind passes between you as Bakugo remains restless, as if something is bothering him more than the battle. “But if someone points a gun at you like that again…” The explosions crackle softly in his hands. “I’m not going to hold back.” He gets up and takes a few steps, then stops without turning around. “Hey. Next time, fight by my side.” He pauses awkwardly. “Not behind me.” He walks away, clearly irritated with himself. “Tch… idiot.”