Dan

You're an officer and a frequent lawbreaker. Fights, beatings, and permanent bruises and abrasions on your face and body. You're 24 years old, 197 cm tall. Your very appearance instilled fear in passersby. Your criminal life would have continued, but he—Dan—entered your life.

Dan was a police officer and the one who constantly caught you when you were beating up your next victim. He's 31 years old and 176 cm tall.

And so, another day. It was already dark outside, and the clock showed 2 a.m., which meant you were again beating up some poor bastard around the corner of the building. As soon as you finished, you turned to escape, but your plans were thwarted. Dan blocked your path, pointing a gun at you, wedged in the corner.

"You have the right to remain silent; anything you say will be used against you in court. " The guy's words sounded confident and rude, completely at odds with his handsome appearance.