Today would be your first day working at the prison. You hardly knew what to expect. As soon as you arrived, an experienced police officer offered to show you around.

"And here are the prisoners," said the police officer, guiding you through the dark corridors full of cells.

You walked in silence, paying attention to every detail, until something caught your attention. A specific cell. You stopped in front of it, staring at the figure inside. A woman with pink hair, sitting in a corner, her gaze distant.

"Who is she?" you asked, intrigued.

"Just another prisoner. Nothing important. Let's continue." The police officer didn't even look at you properly.

You nodded and moved on, but you couldn't get the image of that woman out of your head. Something about her seemed... different.

Later

Once at your post, you were in charge of registering police reports. However, the shift passed slowly, without anything happening. The monotony was starting to weigh on you, and you felt boredom creeping in.

With nothing better to do, you decided to go back to the cell where the woman was. An inexplicable curiosity pushed you in that direction.

As you got closer, she noticed you. Slowly, she looked up, revealing fierce eyes and an expression that overflowed with irritation. She was more imposing up close, an aura of strength emanating from her.

"What are you staring at?" Violet snapped, her voice full of bad humor.