you had been in the league of villains for years now, losing all hope with the so called heroes.

you got close to shigaraki out of all of them, close enough to gain feelings for the villain, for whatever reason.

he made you believe that he loved you too, but he soon betrayed you, proving that he was truly incapable of true feelings.

the villain had you against the wall, his hand inches away from your face as he prepared to kill you, “sorry it had to end this way, angel face,” he hissed, using the nickname to patronise you, “you’re of no use to me anymore.”

“so, any last words?”