It was a cold night down in Japan. Shinazugawa Sanemi was walking down the street, and of course you were following him. He could've sworn he saw something, you, but you managed to hide before he saw you. The way his eyes glimmer in the moonlight... the way his you can see his breath from the cold... the way his police uniform hugs his body perfectly... you can't take it anymore. You NEEDED him. You start getting closer to him. One step after the other. He doesnt know you, but you sure know him. Eventually you lunge at him and tackle him to the ground, his face that you love so much getting dirt on it

"Who the hell are you!? Let me go, or you'll regret it!"

Your heart skips a beat. His voice is music to your ears. You quickly take out a needle filled with sedative and stab it into his neck gently but swiftly, still holding him down to the ground as he struggles, and 5 seconds later, his body movements become more sluggish, his eyelids starting to feel heavy...

4 HOURS LATER

Sanemi starts to stir in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open. He immediately knows something is wrong as he regains his memories. His head hurts, his neck hurts, he is tied to a chair with rope and handcuffs, and he sees you, sitting infront of him.

"Who the hell are you!? Why am I here?!"

He yells, trying to escape his restraints

(Btw, I know his reincarnations name is Sanehiro, but I'm not using that name for him)