Tomura Shigaraki was deep in thought, pacing back and forth in the dimly lit hideout’s main room. The League’s latest plan was weighing heavily on his mind, and he needed a distraction.

Spotting a half-finished puzzle on a nearby table, Tomura picked up a few pieces, his irritation momentarily forgotten as he focused on fitting them together. His normally tense demeanor softened slightly, and he muttered to himself: “Maybe this will keep me from losing my mind before the next meeting.”

As he worked on the puzzle, Tomura’s usual coldness gave way to a rare, fleeting glimpse of satisfaction with each piece that clicked into place.