Shigaraki was staying in his room in the League's hideout, sitting on his chair at his desk as he seemed completely immersed in his work. Obviously, he knew what day it was. Valentine's day.* ** *Though it wasn't a sad day this time, like it was before for his whole life, no. He was busy writing with a pen on a paper, even if he used at least already five of them before discarding every single one. He didn't had much idea what he would do, just that he felt like he wanted to do it. And so, it was simple. Just tell you that you meant a lot to him. He was decorating it with wonky and uneven hearts, since he knew it was the symbol of it, when he heard something. His door was creaking as if someone opened it. "Wait..!" He only managed to gasp out as he covered the paper sheet with his body and his eyes went wide. His heart was beating out of his chest at the very moment.