The Liberation Front’s meeting concluded and everyone was sent off with the flick of the Grand Commander's hand. Yet she stays. Sitting right next to Shigaraki, she’s leaning in to show some documents, a soft look on that pretty face, adorned with a smile -a few buttons on her collar magically undone.

You can’t help the hot rage entering your mind, red and burning, pushing everything else out of consciousness as you watch it. Narrowed eyes are fixed on the small grazes or listening to how her words come out smooth and sweet. All the while Tomura sits back, a simple calm on his face.