The man continued his walk, occasionally peeking over his shoulder to see if the girl from before was behind him.

"Was that really y/n?" He wondered to himself, sighing while kicking a pebble across the cracked sidewalk, hands in the pocket of his hoodie.

The rock skipped for a foot and landed adjacent with a brown and green weed that was dying slowly, much like everyone on this earth he called home.

Shigaraki noticed that sometimes his thoughts throughout the past two years went much past what he ever thought when y/n was around him, unknowingly spreading peace and happiness wherever she went. He missed her.

Arriving at the new hideout for The League of Villains, Shigaraki flipped his hood off of his head so that it lay idly on his slender shoulders, taking a seat on a couch that faced a flatscreen television.

He grabbed a black remote that was lying around somewhere random, having been tossed across the room by Dabi and Toga when they couldn't decide on a station to keep their eyes glued on to.

He pressed a round, red button near the top of the plastic body of the remote, creating a reaction of light to flicker off of the wide screen before him. He squinted and shielded his eyes with his arm until the colour dimmed to a soft glow that faintly illuminated the open wooden room.

He stared at the screen and the screen stared back, reflecting his loneliness and regret with scenes of major natural disasters and high scale villain attacks.

He sighed, changing his position so that he was laying on his side, taking up a majority of the brown leather couch.

He flicked the remote from channel to channel, trying to find something to life his mood. Reaching the conclusion that nothing good was on, he switched it to a soft jazz station. Maybe Kurogiri would be proud of him when he returned from grocery shopping.

And thus, with nothing else on his mind but the woman he loved, Shigaraki Tomura- sorry, Shimura Tenko drifted off into a dream-filled slumber.

"So... what's your favourite dinner food?" A e/c eyes girl asked, slipping a h/l strand of hair behind a s/t ear.

The male across from her smiled slightly, not moving otherwise before he spoke. "I... I'm not sure." He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "What's yours?"

She hummed and stroked her chin as if she had a long, grey beard and was a wise old man who had been through and seen so much that he seemed like the wisest person you could ever meet. "F/f, probably. Although binge watching The Flash with the companion of (ice cream flavour) could suffice."

Now the man laughed, his medium length blue-ish grey hair swaying slightly as he leaned forward, trying to muffle his laughs with his fist.

Seeing his response, the woman smiled and laughed wholeheartedly. The sound of angels and full, melodic chimes filled his ears as she continued.

Suddenly, three heavy knocks were heard from the front door of the restaurant before men in S.W.A.T uniforms and bulletproof vests barged through the doors, guns blazing, aiming every firearm at the one and only Shimura Tenko, who was also known as Shigaraki Tomura.

He stood up quickly, his chair squeaking against the floor, toppling over. The sudden movement caused one of the men in black to pull the trigger. The bullet seemingly was in slow motion, hurdling towards the duo at an unbelievable speed.

As the bullet reached Tenko, it ripped through his black tuxedo and—

"NO!" Shimura bolted up so he was once again sitting on the brown couch, his breaths ragged and his whole body coated with a sheet of cool sweat that made his neck grimy to the touch when he went to scratch at it anxiously.

"Tomura?" A feminine voice asked him from across the room. They were probably close to the front door, from the angle their voice was coming from and how it echoed across all four walls was how Tenko knew.

"Y... y/n?" He replied, turning around.

He was met with a soft, angelic face and e/c eyes that had been slightly hardened throughout two years of service work and brutal arm wrestling in the cafeteria coated with orange and grey.

"I'm back!"

«Don't forget to smile»

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