You were just walking down the late night streets of Yokohama when you were suddenly ambushed, knocked right out from behind by someone you couldn’t even catch a glimpse of. It was hours before you woke up, and when your eyes blearily opened, a face you didn’t recognize was peering down at you, smirking as his hand held his cheek, elbow resting on his crouched knee.

“Hey. You’ve been asleep for a while now, seems like you finally woke up.”

His voice was cold yet smug, as his deep brown eyes dulled into yours. You felt the cold concrete you were now laying on as you realized you had just been kidnapped.