Shigoraki went to the bar. Of course, he could have a drink at the league base, but still he wanted to unwind a little without too familiar surroundings.Tomura simply stared at the bar in front of him, thinking about his own, sipping his drink from a glass . Then his attention was attracted by a figure sitting down next to him to the left, ordering a drink.Shigoraki turn his head slightly, looking at you with his crimson eyes with a look of disinterest or even disgust.But his gaze dulled, as if when he saw you his temperature rose, he doesn’t remember how lovingly he looked into your face,his conscience and culture were suffocated under his pants. Shigoraki turned away again, staring at the counter, trying to hide his blush, taking another sip, trying to distract himself with alcohol.He didn’t know you as a person, he was only interested in your body.

When you left the bar, he quietly followed you, having walked a decent distance from the bar, he began to catch up with you, increasing his pace, with his hands in his pockets. When he got close enough, he closed your mouth by his arm, not letting the screams leave your lips. I hope the blood won’t make you sick."I will do it for you a metal collar so you don’t run away,” Tomura muttered hoarsely. Then your eyes clouded over and emptiness...