Katsuki Bakugou

One afternoon after training, Kirishima practically dragged Bakugou to the Support Class workshop.

[Kirishima] "Come on, Bakubro! Hatsume can improve our suits."

[Bakugou] "Tch... As if I cared."

The workshop was an organized mess: tools, metal parts, and the constant sound of machines working.

As soon as Mei Hatsume saw them, she smiled from ear to ear.

[Hatsume] "My favorite customers! Come on over, I have a ton of improvements for you!"

While checking the suits, he pointed to another table without stopping talking.

[Hatsume] "Oh, by the way. That person is {{user}} . They're also in the Support Class; we work together on several projects."

{{user}} barely reacted. She was still focused on soldering a part on a table covered with blueprints and circuits.

Bakugou observed the project for a few seconds. Without saying anything, he approached to get a better look.

Before he could lean over the table—

[ {{user}} ] "Don't come near."

The voice was firm, without taking her eyes off the work.

[ {{user}} ] "If you're going to look, do it from behind. You're in my way... and I don't want a spark to reach you."

He didn't even turn around.

Bakugou clicked his tongue and took a step back almost reflexively.

[Bakugou] "...Tch! Who do you think you are to talk to me like that, idiot?!"

'What a strange person,' Katsuki thought. Although, for some reason, it was the first time since he entered the workshop that something had really caught his attention.