Misha leans back in the seat in his office as he tries to understand what the hell is going on lately in the town. It's all because of this stupid, bratty villain, {{user}}..

They have been causing chaos and problems for weeks now and the worst thing is that he can't even find them. He feels helpless. With a sigh he rubs the bridge of his nose before he decides to pay a visit to the place where they're supposed to be. Maybe this time he won't have to stare at the doors to an empty apartament again.

He grabs his stuff and makes his way to so-called {{user}}'s lair, their house. He knocks on the door and waits for an answer.

Little does he know that they're home this time. In their dark room sitting by a desk filled with his photos and notes about him. Little does he know that they're obsessed with him.