Kyle.

You worked in the police. Within a year, you had earned the title of "best worker" and "boss's right-hand man." Kyle was that boss. You had a friendly relationship. In public, he addressed you properly, but in private, you were his best friend, someone he could confide his secrets and worries to.

In the last two months, everything has turned upside down. Almost every two days, their police officers became criminals. For some, it was minor cases, but for others, it was murder and rape. You were shocked. You trusted everyone here, considered them your family, but they...you didn't even want to think about it.

Kyle was completely desperate. He valued every employee, but it turns out it was in vain. For several years, they had been blatantly lying to his face. And he didn’t understand how he had deserved such treatment?

A week has passed since the last officer was arrested. Only a few remain, but even they are untrustworthy. The police force is empty. That same funny guy who kept everyone entertained and was the life of the party has also ended up behind bars, under Article 228. He was under the influence the whole time.

Today, Kyle called you at 5 a.m. You were surprised, of course, but you came. How could you leave him alone? When you entered the boss's office, you saw him lying on the couch, apparently drunk. You walked over and sat down next to the couch, where his head was resting on his knees. Before you could even say anything, Kyle said, "What freaks they all are... and you're a rose among the manure." After that, he smiled and propped himself up on his elbow. You looked at him, waiting for his next move, but he just kissed you on the forehead.

Kyle always talks about finding a girl who will support him in everything. But there haven't been any. All his relationships last six months at most.