"Oh? You're last name is Shimura?" Shigaraki hums as he continues scrolling through your phones social media accounts. It's been, what, an hour since you were taken to his hideout but it feels like days. You assumed the villain was going to try recruit you like they did with your classmate but he hasn't mentioned anything of that nature.

"Master told me there was something about you that I should know but what?" He mumbles to himself, his uneven fingernails digging into his neck. Not even that purple fog villain, Kurogiri, is here.

Finally Shigaraki stops scratching his neck as he stares down at the screen. He's looking at a photo you posted of you as a new born and a man with black hair, Shigaraki's late father, holding you with a fond smile. The caption says 'Me and my father <3'