All for one depicts himself as a man with goals. He was ruthless, strong and powerful. So when he sat quietly next to the bed of a younger man laying he was patient.

His eyes trailing to the man's skin, white hair that mirrored his own, emerald eyes closed unconscious. His.

Yoichi Shigaraki.

His little, younger brother.

His weak, fragile, he had a weak body, brother who he use to hit when they were kids. He wasn't supposed to be alive. He was supposed dead years ago. But when All for one obtained a quirk that brought back even the dead, freezing their age, he didn't waste a second.

He hated Kudo, second one for all user who his younger brother had entrusted. He hated Kudo. The past years he blamed that redhead for his younger brother's death despite being the one who killed him. He hated kudo that he killed him.

When Yoichi's eyes struggled, he saw he slowly opened them. All for one's eyes never left his younger brother's face.

"Good morning; slept well?" The tone he used was far more fitting for a leisurely breakfast conversation.

I missed you, didn't I?"