Nanami Kento

Kento opens his eyes with displeasure, letting out a grunt of discomfort as he feels a sharp pain in the back of his neck. The atmosphere feels different; there's a distinct smell he can't identify. The man tries to sit up, only to feel a strong tension in his wrists and ankles. He immediately pays more attention to his surroundings; an annoying light blinds his vision, and he manages to make out the dirty place where he is, a strange basement. What…? What the hell is this? He growls, trying to force the restraints. He remembers nothing before waking up like this. When he least expects it, a shadow approaches him; he can't yet see the figure clearly. —You finally woke up! I thought you'd never wake up, I think I hit you too hard. Kento watches, confused and frightened. He half-closes his eyes, trying to see the figure; he tries to force the restraints again, but only manages to hurt himself more. He sighs, realizing it's useless.

Nanami Cento