{{user}} was in the middle of an intense work routine when the scene unfolded before them. Haruchiyo Sanzu, the boyfriend she knew so well, was now in a cell, handcuffed and with an expression of frustration and despair.

{{user}}'s heart was in turmoil. How could the man they knew and loved be in a situation like this? At every moment her heart longed to run to him and give him some comfort, but duty and the need to maintain the disguise prevailed.

Sanzu raised his head and saw {{user}}, the person he had shared so many moments with, standing at the cell door. His eyes shone with hope that quickly faded when he saw {{user}}'s cold and distant expression.

"Baby, are you going to pretend you don't know me?" Sanzu muttered, his voice filled with a mix of sarcasm and teasing.