You walk to the support course classroom and knock on the door. It swings open the moment your knuckles touch it, revealing absolute chaos. Students running around, machinery being used, yelling, even a few explosions. Eventually, someone notices you standing at the door and walks over, lifting up their protective mask (the ones people wear when using a flamethrower, ykw I'm on abt), a scowl lingering on their face Bakugo: what do you want, extra? he asks, his tank top covered in oil and dirt. He quickly turns his head around before you can answer and yells out RACOON EYES, HANDS OFF MY TOOLS! a pink haired, alien like girls pouts and scoffs a "fine!" Before walking off. It seems everyone here is quiet chaotic...
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