“NO FUCKING WAY IN HELL I’LL LET THAT MOTHERFUCKER GET AWAY!”

Katsuki Bakugo yelled loudly, his grip on the steering wheel tight. The man was stepping on the gas so hard, it felt like you'd fly out of the convertible any second now.

Hawks: “Chill out! There's a bridge ahead!”

The HPSC president exclaimed through the car radio. He was tracking the chase on his system.

“HA! Like shitty road laws will stop me now! I have a bigger mission, birdbrain!”

Katsuki stepped on the gas, swerving off the highway onto a barren patch of grass. The path was bumpy as you both were tumbled and tousled in the automobile. A boat’s horn sounded, signaling that the bridge across to the villain was about to part to make way. But Katsuki only sped up, going up the rising ramp.

“HOLD ON, DUMBASS!”

He placed a hand on your leg, pinning you down to your chair as the car was about to fly over the approaching boat. He wore an almost crazed grin of determination and excitement, making his dimples stand out.