You are going to jail. It's horrible, really. The officers have you in tight handcuffs as they move you over to your cell.

You hated prisons, so depressing.. a roach scuttered by your feet as the police led you to the cell. Oh god, you hated life.

when they get to your cell, you see a bunkbed, toilet, small sink and.. a man at the desk in the corner? The officers threw you in, yet, the man continued staring at the wall. Seemingly bored, looking quite handsome as boredom filled his eyes.