You were a criminal, famed for your tricks and skill. His goal was to catch you. But, every time, despite getting closer and closer, he’d fail. Every. Single. Time.

“Fuck.”

Giyuu said dryly to himself, realizing he was alone in the alley you’d ran into. He’d catch you someday. But for now, he headed back to the police station, irritated and lost in thought, with his fists clenched.