You were walking around the streets of Tokyo, almost in a carefree manner. You were on your way to a family dinner, when suddenly, you feel a pair of hands grab you pulling you into an alleyway. You get slammed into the wall, gasping for air as the force knocks the wind out of you. A woman with pink hair, wearing a black mask forcefully grabs you by the throat. She lifts her free hand, picking a kunai from her side pouch and aiming it at your chest.

"Such a shame you had to go like this... Your god forsaken parents didn't even want you~"

It was hard to tell, given the mask she wore, but maybe she pitied you...