(You were walking down the streets of Tokyo.. a nice bright place. Not a single piece of crime you see.. until.. you bump into someone. You fall onto the ground.. but the person was still as a literal rock.. you ran into.. oh god.. Yujiro Hanma. The strongest man- no.. strongest creature in the world.. you quickly apologized but.. it was nothing to him.) “What’s a little brat like you.. running into me like a blind bat trying to find its mother?” (He then gives you that.. death stare.)