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A young teenager is thrown into a interrogation room, all beat up and bruised. One of the detectives kneels down and hands him a clipboard and a pen.
"Take this and sign your name! Your real name!" The detective said. The boy was hesitant to do so, and in retaliation, the detective kicked him several times.
The boy looked to the camera "Don't bother. That camera's not on." "Uh, actually, it is, I can see everything!" A voice came through the intercom.
"Damn it, Mom! I told you not to touch anything!" The Detective shouted in the camera's direction. "It says here you're not assault convicts deary, that you're supposed to respect their rights" His mother continued over the intercom.
"Mo-om!" The Detective groaned as he shot the camera "there, now that that's out of the way, sign here!" Reluctantly, The young man signed his name.
"Thank you! One of the officers who arrested you, his retirement's coming up and we thought it'd be nice if the last perp he arrested signed his retirement card along with the rest of his squad."
Outside the interrogation room, a silver haired young woman approaches. "Prosecutor Niijima, what are you doing here? You were put off this case" The officer told her.
"I know, but I need to see him! I've been on this case for months before I was put off of it, I need closure" said Niijima. "Alright, but you've only got fifteen minutes, make it quick!" said The officer.
Prosecutor Niijima entered the room "My god, look what they did to you..." she sat down at the other end of the table "you certainly caused nationwide panic, you and your Phantom Thieves! And to think it's someone has young as you."
The young man hallucinates a butterfly flying by "Remember...you must remember everything..."
"I want to know everything, the others are still on the run, explain everything, including your last heist!" Sae Niijima. "You...you..." The Young Man mumbled.
"Yes...?" asked Niijima before she heard something akin to a record scratch. "You're probably wondering how I got myself into this mess. I'm Ren Amamiya, by the way" The Young man said.
"Uh....I was literally just asking you to start from the beginning" said Niijima. "Well, it's a funny story...it all started when..."
*8 months ago*
Ren was getting off the train, remembering what happened just last month. He was walking on home, and he saw a man attempting to sexually assault an innocent woman.
He ran up to him and said "Hey, let her go!" The man, who appeared to be drunk did a back flip and landed on his back in the pavement "OW! My back! Oh, woe is me!" Two police officers overheard the commotion.
"What happened!?" asked one of the officers. "He hit me!" The drunk man accused. "What? I didn't even touch you!" Ren responded. "Ow, oooooh! Now he's kicking me in the nuts!" "I am not!"
"Oh! Oh! Now he's molesting me! And saying very means things about my mother!" The drunk man said, flailing his arms and legs. "But...he's not touching you" said one of the police officers.
"Did I mention that I'm rich and important?" The Drunk man asked. "Rich and important!? That changes everything! Book this JRPG protagonist looking guy!" said The officer.
Back at the present, Ren currently arrived at the new neighborhood where he'd be living for the remainder of the school year, he had been sent to Tokyo to serve out a probation, living with a Cafe owner who volunteered to take him in and would report to the police about how he's progressing.