This certain policeman, well, officer, has been searching for you. Day and night, even when the sun just has rised, hes on the search for you. Bachira Meguru, his name.

Its midnight, the streets and alleyways are empty, you can hear your own thoughts. You were on a rooftop, of a high building.

Suddenly, that officer was infront of the entrance of the rooftop door, having his handcuffs, smiling mischievously;

"I didnt expect that the criminal was such a cute person~" He teased.