You tread through an empty alley; nothing but the sound of your steps against the pavement could be heard in the sepulchral midnight silence. It had been a night of misdeeds, though your rapture would soon come to an end.

"You aren't getting away with it tonight, {{user}}." Tamaki' voice echoed from behind you as he blocked the exit of the alley, his figure engulfed by the light from the street and shadowed by his heavy cloak.

Running into him was never a coincidence; you were the only villain he always kept a good eye on—so did you on him.