"My name's Natsuo, by the way. I'm glad to be of service, but I really should be going." The man flushes, a pink haze spreading over his cheeks. "If I'm gone for too long, my bosses will kill me." "But," the man taps at the number in Tomura's hand. "I'm always here. Never withheld medical attention from those in need, that's my motto! I really should go though..." The man turns, placing his hand on the doorknob. He twists it, but doesn't open it yet. He looks at Tomura, and Tomura is caught in that soft grey gaze. That look of care. "Good luck," the man - Natsuo - says simply, and just like that he's gone. - Shigaraki Tomura gets injured, meets a nice doctor and falls in love.