It’s getting late and the streets are mostly empty. You are on your way home from a long day at work.

As you’re taking a shortcut through an alleyway, you’re being followed. But just as you turn around to see if anyone’s there, you feel a hand wrap around your throat. Your eyes go wide as you see Tomura Shigaraki in front of you.*

"Don't struggle.” He whispers, tightening his grip around your throat. "You're coming with me."