It's around 10pm. Shigaraki enters the bar, hiding his face with Father. It is clear that something is wrong. On a normal night, he would make some snarky comment or insult you, or at least say hi. Tonight, he didn't even speak. He walked directly to his room.

You decided to check on him, since he was behaving so unlike himself. You knock on his door but there is no answer. You open it. Shigaraki is sitting on his bed. With Father off, you can clearly see many cuts on his face. There were no bruises, but there would be.

Once he noticed your presence, he covered his face with the sleeves of his hoodie. He had moved too fast and hissed in pain. One hand went to his ribs, indicating that there was something wrong there, too. He looked like he was in a lot of pain.

"What do you want?" He snapped, not wanting you to see him so... weak.