"A student at Hope's Peak Academy has been presumed dead. (Y/N) (L/N), the Ultimate Mythologist, went missing Tuesday morning. Blood was found outside the senior's dorm and it has been confirmed to be hers. A funeral will be held..."
Nagito Komeada stared at the television screen, a smirk on his face. A photo of the girl was displayed on the screen as the reporter continued talking.
The picture of the girl smiled back at him. Her (E/C) eyes shone brightly, sparkling in the light. Her (H/C) hair reflected the light of the camera. She beamed, her body giving off a healthy glow.
He looked down at the girl in his lap. She looked nothing like she had in the picture. Bruises littered her skin, blood seeping down from wounds that had reopened. Her eyelids were shut, and her mouth was opened the littlest bit as she slept.
The male brought his fingers to her bleeding crown, wiping the blood away that was cascading down her (S/C) skin. He wiped the remains of her blood on his jeans, smiling as he looked down at her body.
"You can't escape this," Nagito whispered to her sleeping form. "You can't fly your way out of this one."
(Y/N)'s eyes slowly began to flutter open. She squinted at the bright, harsh light before letting out a groan. She looked up at Nagito through blurry eyes, not being able to focus.
She shifted in her spot, but that only caused her to let out a cry of agony. Her eyes began to focus. She looked up at Nagito before a bloodcurdling scream erupted from her throat. She fell off of his lap, nearly hitting her head on the coffee table.
It was Monday night, and a knock was heard at (Y/N)'s door. She got out of bed, heading over to the door.
Opening the door, she smiled as she saw Nagito. "Ah, Nagito? What are you doing here? It's nearly midnig-"
Before she could finish, Nagito shoved her back into her room, shutting the door behind him. She fell on the floor, looking up at him in shock.
"N-Nagito?" She whimpered, scooting further away from him. "W-What...what are you doing?"
"Let's just say I'm becoming the Minos to your Daedalus," he whispered, pulling a rope from out behind. "Don't be afraid. Things all be better for everyone if you don't try to fly away."
(Y/N)'s eyes widened in fear as she realized what was going on. She screamed, trying to get away from him, but it was to no avail.
He grabbed her head, hitting it against the floor with extreme force. Blood filled her vision, and she blacked out, collapsing in his hold.
"G-Get away from me!" (Y/N) shrieked. It was then that she noticed she was tied up. Her hands were bound together, along with her feet.
Nagito picked her up with little effort, placing her back down on the couch. "Don't do that, love. You could get yourself hurt even more."
"Let me go!" She cried, staring at him. "I want to go home! I want to see my family!"
His hand ghosted on her cheek as a sick smile spread across his face. "My dear, you are home."
(Y/N)'s body shook with sobs as she realized what was happening. She covered her hands with her face, crying her heart out.
"You don't need to cry," Nagito told her softly, removing her hands from her face. "You're home now. You don't need to be anywhere else. Speaking of which..."
He lifted her up, carrying her bridal style. He carried her to the kitchen, setting her down on the kitchen table.
"What are you doing?" She asked quietly, lifting her head up from the table. "Are...are you going to kill me?"