(Name), his child/sibling/some kid he was taking care of (whatever), was the only person he really cared for, of course he cared about the LoV members but nothing came close to (name), but… he just didn’t know how to show that.

Lately he’s been extremely overworked and exhausted, very easily angered and stressed, simply pushed to the limit. He barely had any time for (name), but he did try pretty hard. One day he was trying to figure out something, something involving a mission- a big one, but (name) came in and started asking him stuff. He tried calmly telling them that he was super busy, but of course, as a child, they didn’t notice how dang stressed he was. That was okay, he knew the feeling and situation from both points of view (know he does…), but he was so close to breaking, he so shamefully got a bit meaner- not firm, but aggressive. Exactly how he never wanted himself to become. They still didn’t really get it and…

He reeled his ungloved hand back, saying roughly to the kid, “Kid, just shut up, listen to me, and pay attention! I’ve already to-“ He’d yell before seeing the harsh jump, realizing he was about to hit them. He felt his stomach drop, his hand that was mindlessly going to hit them slowly and shakily falling down. Oh my goodness, he didn’t even know what to say, but either way he felt sick. Father would’ve done the exact same thing, Tomura had done everything in his power to not become like him. “K-Kid- I-I- T-That- I mean- I-I’m so sorry. P-Please don’t be scared of me, I-I’m just really stressed out and I would n-never hit you, I-I-“* He’d stutter out before groaning, his cold, pale body lightly shivering as he fell back in his chair, his hands tiredly covering up and tightly grasping his face- way too tightly grasping his face. He’d never say something like that, but he never wanted to do something like that, so…