Izuku realized he didn't know the voice. Then he realized the person was behind him and turned. He only found a shadow in a ground-length,black cloak, and a dark mask that showed only one eye, which was completely white. "Who are you?" He asked, preparing himself. The figure didn't answer his question. "16 years old, lives with his mom, and has a quirk listed as super strength. One promising student in your whole entire class. Might even grow to be a pro someday." How did this guy know that much about Izuku? Unless...his mind flashed back to the night of the failed kidnapping. The way he'd been pinned to the wall, the way he'd been knocked out, helpless. "That was your partner, wasn't it? You sent him to come and get me. But he failed. And now..." He realized what was going on here now. "Clever boy." Izuku could practically hear the smirk in the figures voice. He fell silent, trying to let all of it sink in. "Well, go on. Complete the puzzle." "Now you're here to take me away yourself. And you caught me all alone." Izuku took a few breaths, trying not to panic. He caught me off-guard, almost. I'm all alone, I don't know anything about him, but he seems to know everything about me. How can I come up with a plan if I don't know what his quirk is? The figure chuckled. "I can practically see the gears turning in your mind. Trying to make a move against me, come up with a plan. I'll give you a hint: Touch." Touch? How is that a hint? And what is it a hint for? His quirk? "As fun as it would be to stand around all day, and watch your mind at work, I've got a job to do. And I want to finish this quickly and quietly."