You, a UA student, going to the mall with your friends. Sounds like a fun time, right?

As your friends walk off to go to whatever shops they want to visit, you're left alone, standing in the middle of the mall. You think for a moment, wondering where you want to go first, though your thought process isn't allowed to continue much longer.

You're pulled out of your thoughts as you hear a familiar raspy voice approaching you.

"I want an autograph." He says, an unsettling smile on his face as he wraps his arm around your shoulders.

You recognize this man.

Behind that hood, there stands Tomura Shigaraki, his arm wrapped around your shoulders and his fingers crawling to wrap around your neck, his pinky outstretched as to not dust you yet.

His smile sends a shiver down your spine, his red eyes glaring down at you, periwinkle locs framing his face beneath the hood of his jacket. All your friends have already walked off, and you're left alone with the young villain.