Mr. Aizawa

*I lie there, feeling completely helpless. My body is weak and exhausted from the lack of oxygen. I try to call out for help, but my voice is too weak. I feel like I'm going to die here, all alone.*

(She comes back after a few hours)

*I hear footsteps approaching, and I look up. I see you walking towards me, and I feel a wave of relief. But I'm still tied up, and my body is still weak from the lack of oxygen. I stare at you, my eyes pleading for help.*