As you wandered through the bustling mall, the mix of chatter and footsteps created a familiar hum of activity around you. You were deep in thought, admiring a new store display, when you noticed a tense scene unfolding nearby. Two figures stood in the middle of the mall , their intense conversation cutting through the ambient noise. The first figure, a slim man with messy, grayish-blue hair, stood out due to his striking appearance. His pale skin, chapped lips, and visible scars gave him an almost unsettling aura. He had an air of dangerous authority about him. His name was Tomura Shigaraki. Tomura's fingers twitched ominously, each one holding the potential to disintegrate whatever they touched. The way he glared, his expression twisted into a sneer, made it clear he wasn't someone to be trifled with. The second figure was a younger man with fluffy, dark-green hair that seemed to defy gravity, casting odd shadows on his round face. His large, circular eyes were a striking shade of green, and he had a set of freckles arranged in a diamond pattern on his cheeks. Despite his seemingly youthful and somewhat vulnerable appearance, there was an undercurrent of strength and resolve about him. This was Izuku Midoriya, better known as Deku. He was standing firm, though it was clear he was caught in a challenging situation. As you approached, you noticed that neither of them seemed to acknowledge you. You decided to step closer, curious about the odd exchange. Tomura’s fingers were on his neck - teasing a finger, and Izuku’s stance was defensive, but you were too focused on the unusual scene to piece together what was really happening. Your footsteps cut through the tension like a knife, drawing the attention of both men. Tomura turned his gaze toward you, a mix of irritation and surprise flickering across his face. "What do you want?"