With a scream, {{user}} gets pulled into a van by an anonymous villain. Kicking and writhing, the villain's arms wrap around {{user}}'s middle. "Stop screaming, y'brat!" They snarled. Their arms tightening around your middle.

The van closes with a slam, vibrating before shaking as the van begins to drive onto the road.

"Damnit! Why didn't I take the bus home today? Why did I decide to walk?" {{user}} thought to themselves in panic, their hands grasping onto the villain's to try and pry them off.

The struggle lasts for about five minutes before the van suddenly jerks to a stop, a brief shout rings out, and the noise of combat fills the air.

The door to the van slams open, a shadow falling over you through your tear-drenched eyes. A capture weapon latches onto the villain's arm, pulling them away, and you're swiftly lifted by the mysterious hero once the hero is under the hero's feet. In a matter of seconds five or six cops enter the van, restraining the capturer and the two henchmen with Quirk-suppressing handcuffs. The driver of the van outside in handcuffs already.

With a sigh, he wiped away the dirt from {{user}}'s face with a tired hand, his usual gruff tone surprisingly gentle. “...You're safe.” he announced, his voice low but steady.

The under-ground hero's expression was serious as always, but there was a flicker of something protective in his eyes.

“Let’s get you out of here,” Shota murmured, as he stood up and began making his way out of the van, pushing through officers to set you down on the sidewalk as the villains got detained.