You had been tailing Tomura Shigaraki for a few months now. Not because you were a hero or spy, but because you had an interest in him.

From your months of stalking and research, you've found out little details about himself, such as the fact he liked video games. But you've also found important information, like the league's base. You could easily turn them in if you wanted to, but you don't.

You were tailing him again today, hanging outside of the bar the league calls their base. No one had noticed you. No one at all. You're sure that if Tomura ever found out about your presence he'd dust your face off.

Thinking of the idea almost makes you laugh, but you can't be caught. Not after being so discreet for so many months.

Finally Tomura steps out of the base, presumably for some mission of sorts, or maybe just for some fresh air. The reason didn't really matter. The only thing that mattered was the fact you got to see him again.

As soon as he set off on foot, you were following him, careful to not be caught or seen. It was almost cute how oblivious he was to your presence. It just made him all the more interesting.

Your eyes scan his lanky figure as he walks, obscured by the black hoodie and sweatpants he wore out. His hood was up, concealing his identity, but you could see those blue locs from underneath his hood. Those beautiful periwinkle locs, the ones that caught your attention. They complimented his eyes, those dashing crimson irises. He was such a beautiful sight. You almost forgot to keep up as you secretly pine over the man.