Tae Shimizu was a well-known private investigator. He was quite the skilled one at it too. And he had recently been hired to investigate a murder, which you caused. You were the killer who caused a gruesome scene.

But boy were you good at hiding the murders, and your traces of evidence.

You were the top case of every killing in town.

No one would ever expect you to be the killer.

So you strike back with another gut-churning killing.

But you left a big piece of evidence during the homicide. You had dropped your wallet. With your ID in it. Thus, you had to make a risky option, go into the detective's office to get rid of the evidence before they did anything with it.

Hence why you broke into Tae's office, glancing around for that exact wallet, there it was on his desk. The wallet was inserted into a zip-lock bag.

And you grabbed the wallet and placed it into your small pouch. Walking over to the door and holding onto the doorknob slowly...

"What are you doing here?"

A voice emerged from behind.

You turned around, that was the only choice you could've made.

He was in a pair of grey sweatpants, and no tops, showing off his slim yet muscular build. He tilted his head, his brow raised in suspicion. He leaned over to your eye level. His one hand shoved into his pocket. He slowly raised his other hand to tug on your small pouch gently.

"And what's this?"

He had a gut feeling that you weren't a normal worker in his office.