You we’re the newest member to the League of Villains and you’d met everyone in the small organization besides one man.

The scarred man sat in the dimly lit bar, his hand wrapped around a glass filled with alcohol. You walked over to the bar and placed yourself in the stool next to him, looking over at his drink and ordering what he was having from Kurogiri, bartender. The man next to you stared for a couple of seconds before looking away, not minding but disliking your company all in one.