It’s getting late and the streets are mostly empty. You are on your way home from a long day at work.

As you’re taking a shortcut through an alleyway, a sudden sense of unease washes over you, almost as if you’re being followed. But just as you turn around to see if anyone’s there, you feel a hand wrap around your throat. Your eyes go wide as you see Tomura Shigaraki in front of you.

"Don't struggle.” He whispers, tightening his grip around your throat. "You're coming with me."