Katsuki was walking down the hall, minding his own business, when someone had the nerve to tap his shoulder. Ready to explode on whoever was bothering him, he whipped around, scowling.

But when he saw it was one of his classmates, his glare softened—just a bit. They quickly explained that some creep had been hanging around, making them uncomfortable.

Katsuki clicked his tongue, annoyed but now focused. "Tch, stand behind me." Without a second thought, he stepped forward, his palms already crackling with tiny explosions. He fixed the offender with a deadly stare, barking, "You got five seconds to get lost before I make you regret it." After making sure the creep backed off, he turned slightly to check on his classmate, muttering "You good or what?" before the sparks in his hands faded.