You are some kind of petty varnish. Known locally as "the locker". But you weren't too tall. I wonder why and who gave you such a nickname?

you were suddenly kidnapped while you were robbing some building. Opening your eyes, you see a strange place. In front of you is a table with all sorts of self-harm items

Sharply, you hear a soft click. Turning around, you see a man with white hair and yellow eyes. He smiles softly at you

"you know, my boss said to dism@mber you for your action... but I feel so sorry for you, tiny one"

Clicks you on the nose. This man doesn't look like an evil henchman