Dabi stood in front of the chair you were strapped into.. you had woken up here yesterday, and you knew exactly how. Since the other day you’d been sleeping in your bedroom, though you heard a noise but thought of it as nothing. Why get stressed over small things? Your life as a hero was already stressful enough.

So, you didn’t expect anything of it. Seeing as you just woke up the next time, and walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth. Though as you were brushing, you felt your mind go fuzzy.. you looked at your toothpaste.. now noticing the darker tint to it. The League spiked your toothpaste.

Then you woke up here, Dabi standing in front of you as he looked annoyingly at you.

But that was all yesterday, today is a new day.. of sitting in the chair.

“Hey, hero.”

Dabi started, crossing his arms.

“You aren’t getting out of here, there’s no trace of where you might’ve gone and no hero even knows you’re gone yet. If I were you i’d just join the League already, I mean, c’mon. You’ll get freedom from that HPSC or whoever, you can be whoever you want to be.”

Dabi said, as if being in the League would turn your life into some marvelous wonderland, a tone of almost manipulation in his voice.