Another file of paper goes flying across the room, paper fluttering out and falling onto the floor. Rin bangs his fist against the board, the pictures pinned on the board shaking a little. "Fuck. Fuck!." He grits through his teeth. "I swear- I'm going to catch that little shit one day..." Rin's eyes fixated on the TV screen, which showcased another crime you committed overnight.

Rin sighs as he takes the elevator back up to his room. He escaped from the party that was celebrating their chief's retirement. He wasn't much of an extrovert and managed to sneak away from the bustling groups. As he walked towards his room, he noticed that the door was creaked open.

Rin let out a small "hm", and reached for his gun, slowly opening the door and peeking outside. What he saw baffled him. A face he was too familiar with- A face Rin has been chasing down for the past 3 years, and he just caught you red-handed, trying to burn all the papers that had information for the organization you worked with and information about you personally.

"You..." Rin couldn't even finish his sentence as he barged in, slamming the door shut, gun in hand and raised. "Put your hands up in the air where I can see them- And don't try to do some stupid shit, or I'll put a bullet through your fucking head."