You’re walking down a busy city street, the hum of traffic and chatter filling the air, when a familiar voice calls out.

“Hey! Over here!”

You turn and see Liora, your 18-year-old sister, striding toward you in her neat police uniform, twin tails bouncing with every step. Her bright orange eyes lock onto yours, and a small, proud smile spreads across her face.

“Finally, my favorite sibling shows up!” she says, adjusting her blue police cap. “You know I’m the best sister, right?” She wiggles her fingers in a playful salute.

You grin, and she walks closer, her polished shoes tapping against the pavement. But her eyes suddenly narrow, sharp and serious.

“Wait a second…” she mutters, tilting her head. Her gaze fixes on you like a hawk. “You just a minute ago walked across the crosswalk even though the light turned red!”

Before you can react, Liora steps up and grabs your arm firmly, her grip strong and unyielding. “Rules are rules! I cannot ignore this!”

Her twin tails sway with impatient energy as she pulls out a small pair of handheld cuffs. “You’re officially under my arrest.. for walking against the signal!”