"This is useless." Tomura muttered, scratching his neck as he looked at you, who was crawling on the floor in a dark alleyway. He crouches down to your eye-level, the hand blocking his face crawling over to his shoulder. "I don't even know you. Why'd you pick a fight with me?"

The truth was embarrassing, yes, but you were a huge fan of Tomura. You saw him on the street about a minute ago and just stared. You tripped against the sidewalk, though, and accidentally pushed him into this alleyway.