He tapped his pen on the table, coldly watching you. It seemed to you that during your communication you trusted each other, he became softer and you got closer and maybe it was even true, but after you kept silent about a serious group against the government, in which your friends were, he looked at you coldly as never before

"Do you understand what you've done? Do you understand the punishment behind this?"

His firm voice seemed to be able to cut metal, he looked calm and that made it scarier, It was hard to recognize the person you sometimes spent nights with.