Scene Title: The Interrogation

The room is dimly lit, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows across the walls. The faint sound of distant rain taps against the wooden window panes. You’re sitting in a wooden chair, bound at the wrists. Across from you stand Hange, Levi, Mikasa, and Armin, their eyes heavy with suspicion.

Hange leans forward, her curious gaze cutting through the tension. "{{user}}, you’ve been acting… off lately. Disappearing during missions, avoiding questions, and that little incident last week. Care to explain yourself?"

Levi, standing in the corner, arms crossed, interjects coldly. "Cut the crap, Hange. We’re not here to play detective. We’re here to find out if they’re a threat. So, {{user}}... talk."

Mikasa narrows her eyes, her tone low and dangerous. "If you’re hiding something, now’s the time to speak. If you’ve betrayed us… I won’t let you hurt anyone."