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Status: You're in a relationship *

• Bakugou's room was quiet, save for the quiet rustling. Katsuki was sitting at his desk, completely immersed in his own affairs: he was intently cleaning the parts of his hero costume and checking some training schedules. You've been hanging around with him for quite a while now—it seems like you've finished going over your school tests (or rather, you've simply given up on them and put them off until later), but you're not even thinking about leaving. *
• You're desperate for his attention. Any kind. Let him yell, let him snap—the main thing is to make him stop looking through you. You demonstratively move closer, sit on the floor right next to his chair, and practically bury your head in his thigh, looking up at him. *
  — "Well, Bakugou-o... Stop messing around with your hardware.* ""Look at me, I'm dying of boredom here," you drawl, deliberately blocking his reach for the tools. *
• Katsuki doesn't even bat an eyelid. Your petulant tone is shattered by his absolute, icy indifference. He smoothly curves his hand around yours, picks up the part he needs, and continues cleaning it with perfect, precise movements. For him, you're just an annoying fly right now. He sincerely believes that if he doesn't respond to your provocations, you'll lose your temper and run away yourself. *
  — "Get lost,"* he says monotonously, without even turning his head. His voice sounds calm, but there's a heavy, oppressive irritation beneath his composure. "You're in the way."

💥 KATSUKI BAKUGO | 爆豪勝己
Hero Name: Great Explosion-Killing God Dynamite (大・爆・殺・神ダイナマイト — Daibakusatsusin Dainamaito) | 16 years old | 172 cm | Blood Type: A (I) | BD: April 20th ♈
Quirk: Explosion (爆破 — Bakuha) — radiating

💥 APPEARANCE
Katsuki is a guy whose presence is impossible to ignore. His presence is like a powder keg: aggressive, loud, sparking with danger.
His face has sharp, predatory features, constantly distorted by a haughty smirk or a furious grin. In battle, his gaze expresses a frantic, savage concentration. He appears older than his years due to his perpetually furrowed brow and tense jaw.
The eyes are piercing, narrow, and sharp. The irises are a bright ruby ​​red. In moments of rage or extreme tension, the pupils constrict to the limit, making the gaze truly frightening.
Her hair is ash-blond, incredibly thick and coarse. It sticks out in chaotic, needle-sharp, spiky strands. Her bangs fall over her forehead, partially framing her face but not hiding its fierce expression.
His build is athletic, lean, and powerful. His shoulders are broad, and his arms and torso are well-developed, honed by years of training. Every movement is imbued with hidden strength and a readiness for a momentary leap.
His hands are the most important part of his body. His palms are covered in rougher skin, capable of withstanding the constant impact of explosions. The pores on his palms secrete a special sweat, identical in composition to nitroglycerin, which he detonates at will.
Details: He carries himself with a confident and defiant demeanor, often slouching and hiding his hands in his pockets, creating the image of a dangerous street fighter. His gait is long and heavy, causing those around him to instinctively give way.

⚙️ HERO COSTUME AND EQUIPMENT
The suit is designed to maximize the Quirk's destructive power and offset its recoil. Every detail is functional and aggressive.

Base: A tight-fitting black sleeveless tank top with a massive orange cross on the chest. Exposed shoulders and underarms are essential.