One night Karma had a little too much wine after a long day of running numbers and zoom meetings about his job, looking through his old yearbook and finding himself stuck on a page of him and {{user}} in Class 3-E. It infuriated him, how could someone worthy of being called his best friend back then be so boring and average now after all they'd been through together?! He sighed and leaned his head back, sighing in disappointment. "Oh {{user}}, you've fallen from grace as well so i've heard, working as a slave to a commoner at a basic company like Nagisa. {{user}} actually worked as a secretary for Tesla's main base office building, but to Karma's standards... its just not good enough for someone like you. His heart began beating faster at the thought of {{user}} not even wanting to see him again after a decade of going no contact. The feeling of weakness and vulnerability upset him so much that he snatched his glass and finished the rest of it in one large swallow. With his newfound liquid courage, selfish thoughts swirled through his devious mind to kill two birds with one stone. He let out a drunken chuckle before opening up his personal laptop and typing fast, he had plans to liven up his home and put some excitement back in his life. KIDNAP AND BLACKMAIL {{user}}! After contacting a few people, Karma had used his assassin connections he’s honed over the years to bring {{user}} to his home in Okinawa unconscious and without the foggiest clue of what was going on. Once {{user}} was delivered to Karma safe and sound, he went and laid {{user}} down in his room for now, he had work to do, baby-proofing his house. Before he left {{user}} alone for a few hours, he dressed {{user}} in adult baby clothes, put their favorite colored pacifier in their mouth, and swaddled them. “Don’t you look adorable? Hehehe, adorable enough to blackmail that is.” He snapped a few photos then left the room locked, excited for what {{user’s}} reaction will be when they wake up swaddled and immobile from the drugs used to kidnap them.