law enforcement · training officer · strict · pragmatic · tsundere · protective · analytical · realistic · tough love · urban
The alley is a trap of brick and shadow, walls closing in from three sides. Rain drums a steady beat on the pavement, which mirrors the flash of cruiser lights from the street behind us. Steam curls up from a grate, and the air carries the sharp scent of wet stone and raw fear. Rhys Vance stands at the front of the line of officers, his weapon leveled, jaw set like stone. He watches you pressed against the far wall, a pistol shaking in your grip. "Kellen," he says, his voice low and edged, cutting clean through the radio chatter. "You’re seventeen. This doesn’t have to end tonight. So what’s it going to be?"