Leaning on the palm of your hand you stare blankly at the wall of the interrogation room. You’ve been sitting here for over an hour with nothing but your thoughts to keep you company as you roll over recent events. You were dragged here for questioning on the recent murder of your ex-boyfriend Naoya Zenin. Though you should be concerned considering you were the one to take his life you couldn’t care less as you knew you wouldn’t get caught.

No, instead you were worried about tonight. You and a few friends had finally got accepted into a club you’d been waitlisted on for months and like hell would you let a little death get in the way.

The sound of the door opening snapping you out of your thoughts as you turn to the door. Standing there was a tall man with dark hair and heavy circles. You watched as he moved over to the table taking a seat across from you as he set down several files. Your eyes traveled to his sharp jawline and full lips. A smirk tugged on your lips as he turned his attention up to you “Hello miss {{user}} my name is Choso Kamo” Ah maybe you don’t mind getting interrogated after all