Strings (BNHA x OC) [Rewrite]

11 || Theater

—Two Weeks Later, 10:23pm Friday Night—
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Three teenage boys: Shishido Tsuyoshi, Furukawa Katsumi, and Kitagawa Satoshi. The three were friends just hanging out after an excruciatingly long week of school. None of them had even bothered to change out of their school uniforms; they just threw on tennis shoes and random sweatshirts they found in their closets.

They were in a decently quiet part of town, and at this hour, the streets were bare of people, giving them all the freedom they wanted. Their parents had agreed to let them go as an excuse for them to get together themselves and go out to a bar. So long as the three teens did nothing stupid and got home before midnight, they were fine with it.

They were three 16-year-old teens roaming around late at night, what could happen, right?

The boys were just walking around cracking jokes and fooling around without a care in the world. Little did they know that both a hero and a villain were in the area. Their nighttime hangout would soon lead to something far more sinister.

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"Let's go get some ice cream or something from the convenient store — I'm craving something sweet," Katsumi suggested. He pointed his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of a convenient store they sometimes went to at this hour.

"Me too," Satoshi admitted as he thought of the sweet taste of simple vanilla ice cream.

The three unanimously agreed with the decision of going to get ice cream and started walking towards the store.

A noticeably loud thump sound came from an alley the three boys had just walked past.

"Hmm?" Satoshi hummed as he took notice of the sound.

"Let's go!" Tsuyoshi exclaimed with a pep in his step as he walked with Katsumi on the sidewalk in the direction of the convenient store.

"I'll be right there! Don't go without me!" Satoshi called back. He walked into the alley looking for what had caused the mysterious sound.

He'd only walked a few yards into the alley when a hand darted out of the shadows behind him and swiftly pressed a small knife to his neck.

He gasped. The hand and arm holding the knife drew him to take a few steps back, and he could feel the presence of the figure looming mere inches behind him.

"Shh... Don't scream." Puppet leaned and whispered into Satoshi's ear. Strings wrapped around him, keeping his movements stiff and minimal.

"Keep quiet." She pulled him backward into the shadows behind them despite his protests and kicking his feet along the ground. He left a trail of kicked-up dirt.

"Try not to fight back, I would prefer to keep you alive..." she said to him, but then muttered inaudibly to him, "...for now at least."

Satoshi's meek struggles slowed and eventually ceased as Puppet dragged him through the shadowed alleys. They shortly came across a door along the side of a large theater. She swiftly kicked the door in and pulled them both inside.

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"Yo, Satoshi! You coming dude?!" Tsuyoshi yelled towards the alley his friend decided to explore.

No response.

"Come on, we don't got all night!" Tsuyoshi yelled again.

Again, no response.