Kacchan is angry. He is confused. Extremely mad. Regretful. Frustrated. So many emotions are passing through him that he feels like he's going to burst. He struggles against the bindings keeping his arms together, flailing with his legs, trying to reach the ground and get the rope off of the hook keeping his arms bound above his head.

The rope is rubbing against his wrists and tearing his skin apart, but he doesn't care. He has to get out of here. He doesn't know what happened to his former best friend. He doesn't understand the weirdly aggressive look Deku carries in his eyes. But foremost, he doesn't understand why he came here on his own volition.

He worked hard to get where he was. He fought his way through the entrance exam, did all of his school work, even tried befriending some people in his class, only to see one of his classmates get beat up in front of him and being unable to fight back. It makes him furious.

He never hated Deku. He knows that for sure. He always used to bully him at school, feel better than him, and making sure Deku wouldn't surpass him, but looking back on that, he never understood why he felt that way.

'Hey Kacchan,' Deku says as he walks into the room.

Kacchan instantly feels less frustrated, even though he should feel more frustrated.

'Whatcha doin'? Hanging around?' Deku snickers.

'Shut up, nerd,' Kacchan snaps back.

'That isn't very nice,' Deku replies and fake pouts.

'You aren't nice,' Kacchan throws back at him.

'Did I ever use to be?' Deku says, looking like he's pondering the possibilities.

'What do you mean with that?' Kacchan asks, sounding a little desperate. Desperate to have his normal friend back again.

Deku cocks his head to the side, seeming genuinely interested. 'What's that emotion you have?' Deku asks.

'Huh?' Kacchan replies.

'That emotion you're feeling right now. I'm not familiar with it.'

'What the fuck are you talking about you shitbag.'

Deku walks closer to him, Kacchan's face just inches from his. 'I know a lot of emotions by now, but the one you're feeling I don't recognize. Please share it with me.'

Kacchan spits on his face, making Deku recoil. He wipes his face while Kacchan's anger grows again, making him struggle harder against the restraints. 'Why did you do that?' Deku says, trying to remain calm, but his inner emotions are stirring wildly in his stomach.

'Because you're a fucking piece of shit. Good enough reason?' Kacchan retaliates.

'I'm actually not,' Deku replies while walking away.

'You beat up my friends. You kidnapped me,' Kacchan starts.

'You came here on your own,' Deku interrupts him.

'You got me tied up like this,' Kacchan continues, ignoring Deku completely. 'Just fucking look at you.'

Deku's hair is messy. He got heavy bags under his eyes which make him seem psychotic. The black jeans, black shoes and black vest over a white shirt accompanied with a bowtie makes him seem like an 80's mafia boss.

'I have the best intentions,' Deku retaliates, turning around and staring at Kacchan, responding so quickly and loud that it almost sounds like he's actively defending himself.

'Yeah? What are those? Ridding the world of heroes?' Kacchan mocks.

'I've always admired heroes, you know that.'

'Then why are you the opposite.'

Deku is starting to lose his patience and Kacchan feels it in his stomach. Kacchan's anger is turning into impatient frustration. While Deku seems lost in thought Kacchan starts twisting and turning, trying to get off of this thing again, because his arms are starting to ache and his wrists are raw.

'Stop,' Deku says while looking away.

'Get me off this fucking thing,' Kacchan snaps back.

'And have you running away? No thanks. Took me enough effort to get you in the first place.'

Kacchan stops for a moment. Deku took effort to get him? It wasn't a spur of the moment thing? He planned all of this? It only makes him more frustrated. He struggles more and more, swinging forwards and backwards, trying to lurch him off of the hook.

'Please just stop,' Deku says while pinching the nose of his bridge with his fingers.

'Then get me fucking off.'

Kacchan feels weird. Deku is staring at him. Kacchan feels even weirder while he keeps staring.

'Ugh. Fine! Just… don't go anywhere, okay!' Deku quickly stalks up to him, reaches out and in one swift movement slips the rope off the hook which makes Kacchan crash onto the cold ground. 'Why are you so annoying,' Deku mutters under his breath.

Kacchan struggles as he pushes himself up into a sitting position, resting his wrists as they're bleeding from the wounds. He looks around, for the first time really focusing on his surroundings.

The entire place is dark. There are barely any windows and the ones that are there are dirty. The floor is made of concrete and the walls are grey brick. It seems like a… a storage unit. On the far end there's a couch and a table. There are three doors, one which must lead outside, the others that must lead to other rooms. Kacchan pushes himself up.

'I told you not to go anywhere,' Deku says, sounding a tiny bit anxious at his sudden movements.

'Calm down, nerd. Am I not allowed to be a little more comfortable?' he replies as he sits down on the couch.

'You're not going to try to run?' Deku asks, sounding surprised.

'I said I wouldn't. I'm still a man of my word, even if it's against a pitiful person like you.' Kacchan sinks further into the cushion of the couch and looks around warily. 'What's this dump anyways.'

'Can't say,' Deku replies while going to tend to something else, leaving his prisoner completely unguarded. But Deku knows better than that. He knows he can control him if he needs to, even though Kacchan is harder to reach than most.

'Can you then at least tell me how the fuck you got me to come here,' Kacchan says in an annoyed tone of manner as he's gnawing at the rope with his teeth.

Deku chuckles. 'Do you really want to know?' he says as he's looking over his shoulder at Kacchan, his face wearing a mischievous grin.

'Why the fuck would I ask if I didn't?' Kacchan snaps back.

'It'll make you hate yourself.'

Kacchan drops his wrists back into his lap and looks at Deku with a quizzical look. The next words Deku speaks send a jolt through Kacchan's body, overwhelming him with guilt, making him think about all the years he bullied Deku, talked down on him, physically abused him. Deku looks at him, smiling, as the cold sweat is running down Kacchan's face.

'I've always had a Quirk.'