"Enjoy this auto-generated masterpiece~"

Tomura Shigaraki was thinking about Dabi again. Dabi was a mean monster with a scarred face and pale eyes.

Tomura walked over to the window and reflected on his dull surroundings. He had always hated warm Villain Hideout with its black, beautiful Bar. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sad.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a mean figure of Dabi .

Tomura gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a cute, anxious, peach tea drinker with skinny lips and muscular eyes. His friends saw him as a kaleidoscopic, knotty kitten. Once, he had even rescued a selfish small kitten from a burning building.

But not even a cute person who had once rescued a selfish small kitten from a burning building, was prepared for what Dabi had in store today.

The rain hammered like sleeping cats, making Tomura anxious. Tomura grabbed a small blade that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Tomura stepped outside and Dabi came closer, he could see the hot smile on his face.

"I am here because I want love," Dabi bellowed, in an intelligent tone. He slammed his fist against Tomura's chest, with the force of 3363 cats. "I frigging hate you, Tomura Shigaraki."

Tomura looked back, even more anxious and still fingering the small blade. "Dabi, I love you," he replied.

They looked at each other with irritable feelings, like two boiled, bad birds drinking at a very cold-blooded alone time, which had metal music playing in the background and two bold uncles shouting to the beat.

Tomura studied Dabi's scarred lips and pale eyes. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you love," he explained, in pitying tones.

Dabi looked unstable, his body raw like a glorious, grubby gun.

Tomura could actually hear Dabi's body shatter into 1184 pieces. Then the mean monster hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of peach tea would calm Tomura's nerves tonight.

THE END