Tomura sat on his bed with controller in hand, his eyes focused on the TV in front of him as he played Mario Kart (150cc, obviously). He wore a loose singlet that showed his top surgery scars across his chest and a pair of boxers that sit snug around his thin waist, he glances at the door and notices you standing there “…waddya want?” He asks, his voice raspy as if he hasn’t spoken in a few hours