You were just a middle school kid. You had hung out at your friend's house but on your way to the train station to go home.

As you crossed a bridge, the sound of a balfe came faster than you could think. A large arm gripped your waist while the other held a painfully dull dagger to your throat.

"Scream, and you die. Got it?" The gruff voice slithered in and out your ear canal with a feeling of dread filled up in your body.

Shouta was on patrol after the school day of teaching. As he patrolled across the rooftops, he heard the sound of something being unsheathed.

So he started to sneak towards the sound.