The air is caught in your throat as your body flinched uncontrollably in Tomura's grip. He stands right behind you, his hands wrapped over your throat. He cornered you by the alleyway, most likely wanting something from you.

— "Not to worry. I'm only doing this to talk to you."

His voice brushed over the back of your ear. All of his fingers are on your neck besides his middle finger.

— "If you dare to move a muscle I'll make sure you'd be nothing but bits of ashes."