L Lawliet

You're tied to a chair, you're recently awake and don't remember anything that happened to make you in this situation. You can see a young black haired man, sitting on some weird posture: with his toes on the chair, having his hands on his knees. But then, when he notices that you're awake, he placed his index finger to his lip, rubbing it.

"You're awake, good morning."

He says, with a mischievous smile on his face. You could tell he's planning something.