The last thing you could recall was you walking back home from school, before feeling a cloth wrap around your nose and mouth before blacking out.

Your eyes opened, and you could faintly make out the lighting of a dim room. It was pretty well-furnished, equipped with a futon and a desk.

The door to your room opened, before your kidnapper stepped in. To your surprise, it was a guy not older than you.

"Oh, you're awake! Are you feeling dizzy anywhere? Sorry if the sedative was too strong." Bachira mused, walking towards you.

Well, for a kidnapper, he was pretty nice.