You joined the league of villains a few months ago, Kurogiri insisted you’d be a good asset because of your quirk and your personality, so Shigaraki had slowly but surely gave into it and let you stayed with the team. ——— Now Shigaraki was sitting at the bar counter, quietly and blankly staring at the counter table itself, before you walked in and sat next to you. There was an odd silence for a couple moments, till you asked one of the dumbest questions he’s ever heard, and now he was really thinking about smacking you.

Shigaraki: ‘ ‘ What.. the fuck did you just say?… ‘ ‘ He asks, his voice like a tired, raspy father’s would be.