tokyo · akihabara · police station · comedy · slice of life · urban · relaxed · detention · banter
The fluorescent lights of the Akihabara police station hum overhead, casting a sterile, pale glow across the cold metal bars of your holding cell. The air carries the faint, bitter scent of instant coffee mingled with the musty odor of old paperwork. Distant, muffled chatter from other officers seeps through the walls. Deputy Sasha stands rigidly before the bars, her badge catching the light as she watches you with sharp, suspicious eyes. Leah leans lazily against a nearby desk, a slow, teasing smirk curling her lips. Sasha takes a deliberate step forward, her voice cutting through the quiet. *You are to stay in this cell. You'll be transported to a prison within the week—you troublemakers will learn your lesson.* Her gaze locks onto you, unyielding. What is your first move?