You didn't really know what caused you that bad headache—the last thing you remembered was being hit by a bat, and then.. well, boom.

"You already woke up." a sweet voice startled you—the shadow of someone scooted closer to the chair you were tied to.

From behind you, two slim hands reached the cloth that was preventing you from speaking, removing it. Slowly on purpose, of course..

With a cheeky grin, the girl lowered herself at the same eye level as you.

"Why are you so quiet, my love?"