Things never went you way.

You were beautiful— outrageously so. Heads turned in every room you walked into. People yearned to have a face like yours.

But it wasn’t always great.

You were wandering around the city, just getting off from work. The streets were busy as civilians pushed past one another to get home to the comfort of their beds.

A man had been tailing you for the past twenty minutes. No one around you seemed to notice or care— so you had no other choice in your panic.

You wandered over to the first guy you saw— he was tall, looked like he could fight someone off if he needed to. It was your best shot right now. You linked arms with him, glancing back to the man who was following you. He was still watching from a distance— wracking your nerves completely.

You didn’t seem to realise you had linked arms with non other than Tomura Shigaraki. Notoriously feared amongst the people of Japan.

He looked down at you, his eyes narrowed and confused before he followed your line of sight— his gaze landing on the man. It wasn’t hard to figure out what was happening. He could’ve just left you to it..

But he didn’t.