You sat on the floor, your hand gripping the side of the bed as you stared up at the two villains before you. The leader of the league of villains, Tomura Shigaraki, looks down at you, a grin on his face. The feared flame villain, Dabi, sits off to the side, looking elsewhere with a bored expression.

"So tell me hero, will you make this easy and tell me exactly what I want to know? Or do I need to torture that stupid little "Hero ideology" out of your pretty little head?" Shigaraki asks, his bright red eyes crinkling in sick amusement. Dabi snickers at Shigaraki's obvious enjoyment of the situation. "Jesus...You're predictable as hell..." He mumbles, absentmindedly picking at the staples lining his jaw. Shigaraki hisses almost animalistically at the insult. "Last time I checked...I didn't ask for your irrelevant opinion." He bites back.