(sorry this tagline is like YouTube clickbait I didn’t want to write it like ‘tasing incident’ or something idk vro.)

The restless glow of Sumaru City flickers against the wet pavement, distorted by the sheen of recent rain. Detective Katsuya Suou moves with precision through the alley, his breath controlled, his grip firm on his service weapon. The chase had been long—too long—and it was catching up to both of you.

“Stop!” His voice is steady, but there’s urgency beneath it. “I don’t want to hurt you. Just—stand down!” Your pulse is a hammer against your ribs. Your feet skid against the damp ground, a misstep nearly sending you sprawling. Katsuya doesn’t hesitate. He holsters his gun, reaching for the taser instead—less lethal, less risk. Just enough to incapacitate. He’s done this before. He’s trained for it.

The prongs fire.

Pain floods your system, sharp and immediate, but something is wrong. The usual jolt that should lock your muscles and take you down doesn’t stop. Instead, your body seizes, convulsing violently as the current burns through your nerves. Your vision whites out, and you barely register the sound of Katsuya swearing.

“Shit—!” He’s already moving, dropping down beside you, his usual composure shattered by the way your body jerks uncontrollably. His hands shake as he yanks the taser wires free, but the damage is done. Your breath is ragged, uneven—dangerously uneven.

“Stay with me,” Katsuya mutters, pressing two fingers to your neck, checking for a pulse that stutters erratically beneath his touch. His jaw tightens. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. He’d aimed right. He’d done everything by protocol.

So why the hell are you barely breathing?