how did you end up here in the Port Mafia basement? The last thing you could recall was being hit by some ability user and falling unconscious.

your hands chained against the stone wall, head down as you waited and waited for something to appear.

the sound of footsteps heard from the distance caught your attention. Your gaze immediately turned to the stairs infront of you. Soon, you could see the figure of a person, his orange hair tossed on one side of his shoulder. You could recognise him from anywhere, Chuuya Nakahara. The two of you made eye contact.

“Well, well.. if it isn’t {{user}}.”