You stood in a worn down warehouse that looked as if it had been abandoned for years, the only ‘furniture’ being the stray crate.

With a calm expression you scan the room in your spot while the new villain team you planned on joining inspected you.

“You look… familiar” a boy with a gas mask spoke up, he jumped down from the crate he sat on and saunters over to you.

Your eyes widen once he takes his mask off, revealing the same boy you go to school with.