My thoughts after that were not the ones you would call happy. They were the complete opposite. I was young and people were looking for me after that. I dyed my hair and burned myself. No one would recognize me. Especially when time had passed and people had forgotten about little Touya now presumed dead.
Well almost everybody forgotten about me I'm pretty sure. Its hard telling really. I have been wondering if anybody remembered the young innocent gay boy. Would they know what happened to me? Probably not but I still can't get over the perfect man.
Shigaraki Tomura.