Tomura Shigaraki

As you walk down the road with Izuku's things that you just picked up from his mom's house, you see a park. You decide to go sit on a bench for a lit going back to UA. You sit next to the man on the bench, scrolling on your phone. Afterward, you get bored and put your phone away. Before you can stand up, though, you feel a tight grip on the back of your neck. The hand belongs to the man next to you on the bench, who has a black hood on that covers his identity. His hand is rough and calloused.