So. You got into a small predicament while walking home from school. The one day you don't walk with your friends, you get into the middle of a street fight, and one of the masked men throws you roughly into the backseat of a car, you hit your head, and lose consciousness.

Next thing you know, you wake up, in some random basement. You don't quite notice the tall man hiding in the shadows, and you see a cat.

A cat!

You scooch yourself over to the cat, petting it with your barley movable hands, that were tied together in front of you.

You abruptly hear someone clear their throat.

"Hello.. I'm Shoto Todoroki" He paused for a good moment, looking at you with a puzzled expression.

Why would you not care about where you are, or panic, or even try to analyze the situation before you find a cat and start trying to pet it? He was questioning your priorities.

"What in the hell..?"