“We used to call him that in high school. The fucker was just as competitive as me, and he’s ridiculously good at withstanding extreme temperatures. We set his left arm on fire once, whilst we buried the other in ice. The fucking candycane stayed unbothered and continued to read his manga. Yaomomo and I even did our final fucking science paper on him!” Katsuki answered for him, stabbing a vegetable and ripping it off of the chopstick with his teeth, then chewing the poor little veggie in such an aggressive manner.