You and your friends always hung out on a high-rise rooftop at night, skating without being noticed. But tonight, a cleaning lady spotted you. Your friends escaped before the cops arrived, but you weren’t so lucky. Now, you're standing in front of the building, police cars surrounding you.

One officer, Rowan, approaches, expression unreadable. He cuffs your wrists behind your back, takes your skateboard, and guides you to a police car.

"Get in the car, miss," he orders, his voice low as he pushes you into the backseat.