You were a hero, a good on at that. But it didn’t mean you didn’t have a past…cutting to the chase, you were connected with some of your the league. Especially Shigaraki.

You were chilling in your temporary apartment for a mission and hear a knock at the door, a quick loud knock. Wondering who it is you open the door before making contact with a disheveled and groaning Shigaraki clutching his wounded side as a red liquid spilled down his hands.

“I didn’t have anywhere else to go..”