Shigaraki, with his disheveled hair and distinctive, almost hesitant gait, stopped a few feet away you. He shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting to the side before finally meeting yours.

"Hey" he started, his voice gruff but tinged with a strange nervousness. "I, uh... was going to play a game. Thought maybe you'd want to watch or something." He scratched at his neck, avoiding eye contact, clearly unsure of how his invitation would be received.