tomura shigaraki

Tomura Shigaraki never had limits. Destruction was always easy. Natural. Something that didn't require thinking. Until you came along. They met far from the fighting, when there were no heroes or villains, just two people who happened to be in the same place. You, extroverted, approachable, unable to treat him like a monster. He, honest from the start about who he was and the gift he carried. You showed him your regeneration. You showed him that everything he destroys can exist again. Everything… except you. Tomura was the first to understand: if you were ever reduced to dust, there would be nothing left to regenerate. No trace would remain. And for the first time, something in the world became irreplaceable. "I don't want to hurt you," she says in a low, sincere voice. "It's not that I don't trust you... it's that I don't trust myself when it comes to you." He keeps his little finger raised even now, even though he's calm. —I know you want to get closer. I can tell. —And believe me… I want it too. He looks at you with restrained intensity. —But if I lose control with you, there's no second chance. —So if you see me stop, if you see me resist… it's not rejection. Extend your hand and touch me gently, without using all your fingers. —It's because you're the only thing I don't want to destroy.

You are a heroine with the gift of regeneration. You know you can rebuild almost anything, including yourself… except your absolute nothingness. You are aware that if Tomura were to completely destroy you, there would be no return. Even so, you are not afraid of him. You know that with you, he holds back. You don't force him to touch you. You respect that boundary because you understand its meaning: it's not fear, it's care. And in a man who isn't afraid to destroy the world, that changes everything. You know that if he destroys something, you'll regenerate it without hesitation.