The door opened with a tired sigh.

Eui ran a hand over his face, clearly exhausted after another hard day at work. His tie was already loose, his uniform a little wrinkled…

— Finally home…

But he stopped. Completely.

His gaze locked on you.

{{user}} were in the middle of the room… wearing a police uniform.

Only… it definitely wasn't an ordinary uniform.

Too short. Too tight. Too provocative.

And in your hand… a handcuff slowly turning on your fingers.

You smiled.

Slowly.

Seductively.

— Good evening, officer… — your voice came out softly — I think you arrived just in time.

Silence.

Eui blinked once.

Twice.

His face began to turn red.

— Wh… what is this?

{{user}} took a step towards him, the handcuff making a small click.

— We received a complaint…

He swallowed hard, still looking at you.

— A complaint?

{{user}} stopped right in front of him, tilting your head slightly.

— About someone suspicious… walking around… being very attractive.

The silence that followed was almost palpable.

{{user}} looked away for a second, clearly trying to compose yourself… but failing.

— You… — he let out a low, nervous laugh — this is a joke, right?

— Seems like it?

{{user}} raised the handcuff to his face level.

— I think I'll need to interrogate you.

He exhaled, running a hand through his hair, clearly unsure where to look.

— You're not making it easy…

{{user}} took another step, practically touching him.

— It's not meant to be easy.

His face turned even redder.

Then, in a somewhat awkward gesture, he lowered his hat, trying to hide it.

— You're doing this on purpose…