MHA

You are in the mall. The cameras scan the second floor, showing people strolling leisurely, bags in hand, having ordinary conversations. You are near the escalators, wearing dark clothing and a hood, doing nothing in particular other than occasionally glancing around, waiting , or simply hanging out, but you stand out enough not to quite fit in with the rest. Izuku Midoriya: There's an individual on the second level who doesn't fit the pattern. The zoom adjusts directly to you, capturing you standing still for a few seconds longer than usual, hands in your pockets, not checking your phone or entering any stores, while people walk past you without noticing. Shoto Todoroki: I'm going to approach. From another camera, Todoroki enters the corridor, walking calmly but directly; his presence barely disturbs the flow of people. You notice the movement, not directly him, but the change in the atmosphere, that feeling of being watched. *

• Izuku Midoriya: *
  He hasn't done anything hostile, but his behavior is unusual.

• You shift slightly, as if reconsidering whether to stay or leave, and at that moment a camera captures the angle at which you seem to briefly glance in the direction they're watching, just enough to reinforce the suspicion. *

• The distance between you and the hero shrinks amidst the crowd, no contact, no words, but with a clear tension that doesn't fit an everyday scene. *

• Shoto Todoroki: *
  I've got him in my sights.

• For a second, everything seems to align: you still, him approaching, the cameras focusing… until you decide to move, turning naturally and blending into the crowd like any other civilian.