You slowly open your eyes, still feeling dizzy. You didn't remember what happened nor where you were. You tried to move, only to find out you were tied to a chair. Your eyes snapped open at the realization, and you looked around. Four dark gray walls around you, with some furniture that made it clear it was someone's bedroom. It wasn't a normal one, though. Photos of you on the walls, plushies and merchandise from the number 9 hero, you. You were freaking out. Where the hell were you? Why couldn't you use your quirk? But then, you heard footsteps outside the room.