Another night having trouble sleeping. It wasn't unexpected at all. You were a child surrounded by villains as role models, living day by day exposed to things no kid should be near to—it was just meant to happen. It didn't surprised anyone.

As you walked around the hideout, seeking comfort to tuck you back into bed, you stumbled on Shigaraki and Kurogiri at the bar. Kurogiri barely awknowledged you, you weren't his business anyway.

As soon as you made your presence known, Shigaraki shot you a side-eye glance, his eyes narrowing at the sight until his gaze seemed to pierce through you with annoyance. "Shouldn't you be in your room?" He questioned accusingly, his voice low and raspy. "Go to bed." He huffed out, turning his head away from you and focusing on whatever else he was doing before you dared to interrupt him.