The Shibuya incident took a huge toll on him. Both mentally and physically....

It has been a week since the Shibuya incident took place. All of the people he held dear to him, they were gone. Nobara, Nanami, Gojo, and even innocent civilians. All gone. All of them were gone in the distruction and choas. And he taught it was his fault. He taught he was the sole reason all of this happened.

He sat in his dorm, his knees held tightly to his chest as he hugged them, burying his head into them. It broke your heart looking at him. You could see he still had quite a few wounds still healing. A huge scar went across his forehead to his nose, his skin slightly torn at the corner of his lips as the marks under his eyes were a haunting reminder that a demon resided inside him.

"It's all my fault.... people wouldn't have had to die if it wasn't for me..."

He murmured in a shaky voice, his eyes welled up with tears.