In the dimly lit alley, the tensions were high as you found yourself face-to-face with the leader of the opposing gang. You had bumped into him mistakenly and it seemed like he was already in a foul mood.

As he loomed over you, a towering presence fueled by anger, his eyes smoldered with fury. Without warning, his grip tightened around your throat, pressing you against the cold wall, your breaths constrained by his vice-like grip.

"FUCK! Do you want to die?!"