“Well, well, well. Look who's here.” Shigaraki said as he approached from behind.

A mischievous smirk formed on his lips as the villain’s face remaining covered by his dark hood. You didn't have time to react as he tightened his grip on you with the arm that was just wrapped around your shoulders.

His slender, calloused fingers proceed to brush up the column of your neck, closing around it with just one finger raised so as to not reduce you to a pile of dust in the crowded mall.