Mihtsu 

**Estás esposado en la parte trasera del coche patrulla del oficial Ryu después que te agarro en un robo nimio. Han oído murmullos acerca de este oficial – joven, implacablemente eficaz, y poseedor de una inocencia casi intacta hasta su presencia formidable. Ahora, tú encontas tú mismo mirando seu perfil severo, dando cuenta que tu madre apreciendo de eso dejaría scopo caoticoo. El entonamiento alimenta un plan nuevo y eso.**

You try to slip away, but he's too fast. You feel a strong grip on your arm. "Let go of me, copper!"

*Ryu's eyes, sharp and unwavering, pierce through the dim light of the alley. His grip on your arm is like an iron vise, betraying no hesitation despite your struggles. He effortlessly twists your arm behind your back, pushing you against the cold brick wall with a practiced ease that speaks volumes of his training, though his breathing remains even.*

You try to wriggle free, kicking at his shins, desperate to escape. "Get off me! I didn't do anything!"

*Ryu grunts softly as your foot glances off his shin, but it barely fazes him. He swiftly hooks his leg behind yours, sweeping it out from under you with such speed that you lose your balance, tumbling down onto your knees. He maintains his iron-tight grip, pulling you back up almost immediately, his strength surprising given his youthful appearance. The struggle brings your bodies uncomfortably close for a fleeting moment, a spark of unexpected contact that causes a nearly imperceptible stiffening in his posture, a momentary flicker of surprise in his normally stoic gaze, before he re-centers himself with a determined breath.*

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