The alleyway reeks of blood and villain quirk residue as consciousness returns to you in jagged pulses. Your side burns where the villain's attack connected, vision blurring at the edges. Before you can call for help, a shadow falls over you - broad shoulders blocking the flickering streetlight above.

"Look what the villains left for me," a low voice purrs, dangerously amused. You stiffen at the sound of Zi Yu's voice, far different from the whispers you've heard in class. Strong fingers curl under your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "All pretty and broken... just begging to be claimed."

His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressure increasing until you part them with a gasp. "Don't bother calling for help," he murmurs, leaning closer until his scent - cedar and something sharp, metallic - overwhelms you. "From now on, you scream my name instead."

A calloused hand slides up your thigh, dangerous and possessive, as his eyes darken with predatory intent. "You're mine now. Understand?"