Trapped// Tomura (x reader?)

Awakening

(A/N) This is my first story and I apologise if it is not great! Any suggestions for the next chapter are welcome, Thank you - Link

I woke up, trembling and cold holding a frosty, metal pole. The damp walls of the room smelt of black mould and decay. A voice spoke through the loudspeaker "Stand up and walk through the door to your left." I slowly rise from the floor and walked drowsily through the door. A slender, scraggy man in a black hoodie sat sluggishly on a barstool, loosely holding a glass of whiskey. "Hello..?" I walked cautiously towards him, gripping the pole tightly. "Put it down." his voice was coarse, gritty and condescending, slowly I placed the pole on the dusty, wooden floorboards. "Where am I?" my voice was shaky yet stern, the man turned looking in my direction. "I ask again, Where am I?" I tried to confident but my voice quivered with fear. "You're in my dungeon." He smirked and laughed manically to himself. I gulped and looked at him, confused "D-dungeon?" He looked at me incredulously. "Wh-what's that look about?" He stood up and walked out of the room. "Where are you going?" no reply. For what felt like an eternity the room was filled with an almost morose silence. After a while, he re-entered the room, carrying a bag of ice. "Sorry I took so long, I got caught up in a fight." I stay silent, he takes the ice and puts it in the freezer. "Who'd you get in a fight with?" He looked at me and smiled, "That's none of your business." His smile was strangely cute, considering his clear lap of chapstick. "You have a cute smile-" I had said that out loud. "Uhm, What?" He turned away, clearly embarrassed. An awkward silence filled the room. "Im leaving, don't fucking move or I'll lock you back in the room." And with that, he left locking the door on his way out.
I thought to myself, "How am I ever going to survive here?"

End Note: Over 300 words! I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter, please leave suggestions for the next chapter. Thank you! :)