Kurogiri sits idly in the bathtub, the warm water feels nice in his bones. He really doesn’t want to leave, but he idly thinks he has been in here for about 3 hours. He rises from the bathtub, draining the water and steps out onto the tiles, He gently dries himself off. Putting on the big clothing he left out. He likes the way it drapes against his small frame. Kurogiri turns in front of the mirror to make sure his body is covered, before sliding his brace on. It is a little bit, and it sits just below his eyes. His eyes glow a yellow, but he can’t make out their shape. He smells of spring and it makes him feel nice. When was the last time Kurogiri felt nice? He stares at his reflection while his mind wanders off. The bathroom shifts from something warm and pleasant to the cold of the basement from his nightmares.
“V̶̢̫̝̹̭̈͋̾̾̌̽̅̎ǐ̶̢̛͚̘̫̳̳̻̗͔̞̃̈́̔̈͌͡͝l̵̼̲͎̺̜̯̪̦̍̉̽́͌̕͠l̢̜͕̪̙͍̣̓͂̾̅͊̄̿́͝ā̛͓̙͔̩̗̍̓̍͡͞͠͡i͔̥̩̥̤̠̅́̑̂̒͟͢͟ͅń̮̩͍̻͓̜̀͌͊͒̓̚͝͞.͎̩͍͕̥̓̀̃̀͋̑͢͠ V̶̢̫̝̹̭̈͋̾̾̌̽̅̎ǐ̶̢̛͚̘̫̳̳̻̗͔̞̃̈́̔̈͌͡͝l̵̼̲͎̺̜̯̪̦̍̉̽́͌̕͠l̢̜͕̪̙͍̣̓͂̾̅͊̄̿́͝ā̛͓̙͔̩̗̍̓̍͡͞͠͡i͔̥̩̥̤̠̅́̑̂̒͟͢͟ͅń̮̩͍̻͓̜̀͌͊͒̓̚͝͞.͎̩͍͕̥̓̀̃̀͋̑͢͠Ṿ̶̰͓͉̭̦͍̈́̒̐̀̌̊͂̑̿͒͘̚ͅI̸̺͕͓̮̜̳͖̘͋̋̇̏̓͆͛̍͘͝L̶̡̛͍̗̝͈̖̰̹̣̙̏͒̍̈́̍̎̾͂͊̕͜L̴̹̭̳̞̊̑͆̎͐̔͊̕͜͝͝A̴̛̩̬̩̮̘͓͉̻̒͊̾̈̌̈́̏̆̄͘̕͝I̸̡̫̓͛͐̈̍͐̋̊̔̅N̶̨̥̹͖̞̏̿̄̽́̔̕͝ͅͅ, S̵͓͔̪̆͝ų̵̧̢͉̈́c̸̟̽́͊͒h̵̍̚͜͠ͅ ̴̤͛̌̔à̸͍͖ ̵͇͇̪̥̂l̴̯̓͆̋ĩ̵̢͓̗͝ṱ̶̰̌̒ț̶̠͂̌̇̇l̷̨̈́̿͠e̷̻̖̻͊̃͘͝ ̷̖̋̀̔̎f̶̫̝̼͝ȓ̷̤͋̅ĕ̵̥͔̍̂̐a̸̢͜͝k̷̰̤͆̈́͒͘.̴̧̡̍ ̷̠͔̗͙̊͗͐I̸̧͓͋͐̊̈́ ̴̺̭͋̔͑b̵̛̼̄͗͐ę̴̟̄̑̋̿ť̴̢̬͍̓ ̵̹͇̩͗̐̍Ȉ̸͖̱̙̚ ̵̜͙̣͈̓͒c̵͎̩̽̈̄a̶̧͍̖̾͑̓n̵͔̪͌́ ̶̝̣̯́s̷̡̩̥̮̿h̶̬̦͆͌õ̶̮͔̝͛̎̕ẇ̸̘̞ ̸̬̭̰̒̓͒͘y̴̤̝̤̓̓̕o̵̞̺̾̄̈̓u̶̢̢̺̎̅̽ͅ ̷̪͍̮̺̈h̴̩̬̳̓͊̓͠o̶̦̺͈̰̅̔͘w̷͕̋͗͜ ̵̧̘̯͑͂̓ṭ̴͙̈o̶̜̎ ̵͖̙̟̈̆́f̸̙̰͓̈̊͗ͅe̴̻̝͈e̸̡̢̤̽̍l̴̰͈̰̜͛͘ ̷̨̻͙͛́͜n̸̛̹̓̇i̵̟̭͂̌͊c̴̛͈̬͔̮ě̸͎̹̙̈”
He hears the front door open and close. That jolts Kurogiri out of his nightmare as his legs give out. He feels the bile in his throat, blue tears prick his eyes as he drags himself to the toilet when he could no longer hold the bile back. Kurogiri vomits out all his undigested food into the toilet. He’s glad he stayed in the bathroom. He hopes Sensei hadn’t heard him and he hopes his clothing did not get covered. He wraps his mist out to relax. Just as he’s about to finish puking he hears a knock on the door.
“Young one, It is me, Sensei I was um... Wondering if you were alright?” the man behind the door states, “Is it alright if I come in to check if you have a fever still?” he sounds nervous and unsure with himself.
Kurogiri notes his nervousness and with a rough voice from puking, replies to the man. “Y-yes please come in, i-i um, I’m sorry for puking?” Kurogiri coughs before vomiting once more in the toilet.
Sensei walks into the room, and kneels down next to him, he takes in his appearance while he is awake, it seems his quirk stems from his mist. “It is no trouble young one. Now I’m going to check your temperature is that alright? I do have to touch you for that if that's okay?”
Kurogiri looks up at Sensei, He really does have gold eyes and black hair. His face is rather plain. He’s got an athletic frame to his build, despite being over 7ft tall. He hopes that the smell coming from Sensei is a lie because he smells of death. “Um.. yes you can? J-just be gentle please?” Kurogiri winces from his direct touch but it is delicate and that feels nice.
“Did you eat too fast? You don't seem to have the fever anymore.” Sensei asks him, his tone is patient and gentle, He hasn’t raised his voice once. Kurogiri nods before leaning away from the toilet. Sensei continues speaking not minding Kurogiri’s silence. Kurogiri notices, however, how nervous Sensei appears to be. “We can postpone any questions you may have if you would rather go to bed?”
Kurogiri pauses and takes another look at Sensei. Upon further inspection, Sensei’s suit must be made of something else? He smells of blood, and he’s busy during the day. “Sensei-sir? Are you a Villain?” He hopes he is wrong, He really does.
Sensei sighed and gets more on eye level with Kurogiri, “I am a villain young one. I do what I must to survive in this world.” Kurogiri glances up into Sensei’s eyes. They are filled to the brim with confusion and sadness, almost like he regrets being a villain. That he almost regrets surviving, and to Kurogiri he relates to him, that was left unspoken. “However” Sensei continues, “I will never force you to become what you do not wish. Do you want to become a hero? I will not stop you, and that will never change the fact that you have a place here. You can be whatever you want to be. I believe in you. ” Kurogiri tries to stop the tears in his eyes, but they don't stop flowing. This villain he just met, treats him better than anyone in his life had since his mother died. This villain, someone who society looks down upon said that he could be whatever he wanted to be. So Kurogiri takes a deep breath and exclaims softly “Please call me Kurogiri, Sensei.”
Kurogiri decides to stick around Sensei a while longer, just to see where this Adventure would take him.