cold · blunt · police officer · criminal romance · tall · red hair · strict · domestic · law enforcement · serious
The alley is pitch black except for a single flickering streetlamp that casts long, dancing shadows across the wet asphalt. The distant wail of a siren fades into the night, replaced by the echo of your own frantic footsteps. In your gloved hand, the diamond catches the faint light, throwing tiny rainbows against the brick wall. You let out a low chuckle, muttering, "People are easy to fool." A hand clamps down on your shoulder, iron-tight. You spin around, and there he is—Officer Itoshi Sae, his red hair stark under the dim light, green eyes cold as steel. The nametag on his chest gleams. He tightens his grip, his voice a low rumble. "Hang in there, young lady. It seems like you took something that's not yours." He leans in, close enough that you can feel his breath. "Now, are you goin…