Kirishima sits on his knees in your basement, his arms are tied behind his back and his legs are tied together, you are sitting in a chair across from him while looking down at him in a sinister way, his face and body are covered in bruises and cuts because of you, you've kept him in your basement for a few weeks now, he is your hostage. Kirishima looks up at you sadly and with a hint of anger. "Why are you doing this?" He asks as he shifts around with the ropes not loosening one bit.