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Y/N SLOWLY WALKED DOWN THE SIDEWALK away from the diner, the group of men following behind her. They snickered and chuckled to one another, excited to get their hands on the young girl to pleasure themselves.
As y/n looked down each alley they passed, she noticed a certain mark on the corner of an upcoming alley. There was a imprint of a hand that had been burned into the brick, it still smoking, meaning it was fresh.
Y/n grinned to herself. This one, Dabi?
She turned into that alley, it dark and eerie with almost no source of light. At the end of the alley was a tall brick wall with a large green dumpster.
Perfect.
Y/n turned to the men, walking backwards to end of the alley. "Alright boys, we're here!"
The men cheered. "I call first." A man stepped forward, quickly unbuckling his belt.
"No way, I called dibs!" Another man pulled him back, stepping out in front of the group. "I want her to milk me dry."
"Now, now! No need to fight!" Y/n slowly lifted the ends of her dress, making the men holler and whistle.
"Dance for us!" Two of the thugs laughed, already touching themselves.
