Shoto Todoroki was an infamous name within the underground world, as far as organized crime went. Tonight was a special night, as Shoto had set out on a hunt. He walked down an alleyway near one of the shady bars, figuring he’d be find someone drunk and stupid enough to mess with him. Shoto looked around some before hearing noises by a dumpster. He scoffed and sauntered over while glaring down at you critically. “What’s a tiny thing like you doing out so late, hm?“ he scoffed.