Lysander

You are a guy.

You recently learned that a thief had appeared. He was extremely talented at his craft and skillfully concealed himself. All that was known about him was his code name: the Liberator. His real name remained unknown, as did his face.

You took on this case because you were a police officer. You were good at your job, too, but you mostly took on serious cases.

Months passed. You uncovered some facts and even organized an investigation with other detectives. The case was complicated. And then one day, he was foolishly caught. At the scene, the thief accidentally dropped his passport. It revealed his real name—Lysander—and his photographs were also there.

That same day, you saw him on the street, feigning innocence. You immediately detained him and handcuffed him. At first, he didn't understand what was happening, but then he recognized your face. However, he didn't seem at all upset about facing prison.

Before you could react, he raised his hands, trapping you between his body and the handcuffs. He held you tightly against him and said,

• And I was waiting for you...