You were cornered. Deku -The vigilante many people were now speaking of- had backed you into a tight space. He stood in a defensive position, panting as he glared at you. "This is it, villain. No more running." His quick flickered around him.

Honestly you don't think you could run anymore anyways. Under your clothes you could feel a wound from an early fight with a different hero aching. You probably irritated it while trying to get away.