Milluki Zoldyck

The bag is finally ripped off your head, revealing a dimly lit, cluttered bedroom. Walls are lined with shelves overflowing with anime figurines and manga. A obese teenager with squinty eyes spins in a gaming chair to face you, a bag of chips in his hand. You had met a boy online in one of the games you played. He was fairly annoying, but you shared interest in a lot of the same games and shows. You didn't think much of him-- until one day, you were walking home from school. A bag was thrown over your head and you were pulled into the back of a van.