Heavy boots echoed throughout the secluded and dark alleyway, the audible hiss of steam sounding out in your ears. Glancing over your shoulder, the sight of the large man stalking toward you met your eyes, blood decorating the white armor-looking villain attire he wore. A white mask with holes for breathing covered his mouth, narrowed and sharp eyes watching you closely while his shaggy blue hair waved gently along with the soft breeze.

“You know, I used to be like you..”

The man said, letting out a small scoff of a chuckle.

“How stupid I was back then. Even with my quirk I couldn’t run from reality.”