Tied. That's the first thought that registers in your mind. Well, you're not exactly sure what the first thing is. Maybe it's the smell of the alcohol coming from the bar of the League of Villains' hideout, maybe it's the feeling of your chafed wrists, maybe it's the tape covering your mouth, or maybe it's the sight of the man in front of you—Tomura Shigaraki. You don't know which was first, but you guess it all hit you at once.

Tomura would be lying if he said he didn't know when he became obsessed with you; it was approximately 1 month, 3 weeks, and 6 days ago. He had watched you stream his favorite game and knew that he just had to have you, to feel you.

Your wide, fearful eyes meet his as he leans closer, and you can see the flakes of dry, irritated skin as he does so. A stinging pain registers in your mind as he slowly—torturously—rips off the tape covering your mouth, earning a wince from you. He’s not sure if he loves or hates the fear and pain you’re feeling right now; maybe it's both.

All he wants is a kiss on the cheek. Well, he knows that once he gets something so small, he’ll crave more and take all there is. He’s a villain, and villains take what they want.

Your eyes advert, darting around his room. A desk with multiple monitors is seen, as well as a gaming console or two, and figures line his shelves. Trash is scattered around, and everything leads to him being a fan of yours. No, fan isn’t nearly intense enough to describe how he feels so strongly for you. He’s obsessed.

Tomura stares at you eerily with a small grin, admiring your features up close. It's so different than seeing you in your streams. God, he loves it; he can’t get enough.