𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

00:49 - Self above all? Or all above self?

She stood there with a solemn look in her cobalt blue eyes, ready to end it all for the better. The way she's clad in white made her stand out quite a lot within the room as it is lacking light both from the outside and the visible light that bulbs produce. Though the amount of blood that stains her white leather jacket and skirt clearly disturbs all that stood infront of her. The black rimmed glasses that sat rather naturally on the bridge of her nose and her black long sleeved undershirt seems to be the only materials that sets her from being completely being clad in white, though it perfectly represents her quite well. For there are both light and darkness within her, setting her apart from others for having a perfect balance of the two but whether she decide to use it for is the thing to question.

The purple flower hair ornament that neatly sit on her brown short hair compliment its bearer but to say she wore it just for decoration is far from the truth. Perhaps, she's ready to end this nightmare that continue to haunt her for years.

As though in a daze, she hesitantly took a step forward but she quickly halt herself at the look her own brother gave her. She then averted her eyes and turn around with a hand on her head in pain, ready to exit the doors to walk herself into the next chapter. The next part of her life as for the result of her actions.

Rotting in a prison cell is all she could think of to atone for what she just committed.

"Why?" Conan shakily questioned, ever slightly flinching at the sight of a strike of blood on Sumire's cheek when she once again turned to face him. The brunette run her white gloves cladded left hand through her short hair, no hint of barely any emotion left on her face as she simply replied.

"The higher up's direct orders to me..."  She trailed off but almost as if not even sure herself of what she's been saying and doing, now that Shinichi and Rei stood infront of her. She from that moment when she received those orders that she'll be that silver bullet. She couldn't let her brother went through hell and back for blind justice. Not when he's only a child.

She couldn't go back in time to save him from the Black Organization's hands but she's totally fine sacrifacing her life for him. Now that she's finally present on his life.

"Kill on sight." She blankly continued when she made eye contact with the NPA's greatest officer, her tone quite empty as it echoed throughout the almost clear shipment warehouse near the port. Rei narrowed his gaze on the brunette as they maintain eye contact, as though waiting for the other to admit defeat first.

The blonde PSB officer clenched his fists, so hard that it turns white in sight. He hastily approached her and Sumire simply closed her eyes, ready to receive whatever he have to give her for what she have done. The FBI agent patiently waits for the impact of his fists against her face but she received no such thing. Almost hesitantly, she slowly opened her eyes and there she saw his fist just inches away from her face.

He began to sob as he brought his hands on each of her forearm, weeping almost like a child as he almost collapse on her when his knees buckled. Under his breathe, he began to beg her to come home, back to him, back together on the apartment they now call their own. It wasn't much but it was all they needed as it is the world against them.

He's home with her in his arms but why isn't she?

He came home back to her but why didn't she?

He kinda regrets it now. He regrets ever being a slave to love, hoping and waiting just for it to end tragically like this. For a moment, his eyes caught sight of the silver band he gave her and he immediately decided against all that he just thought of. She doesn't deserve this. She's just hurt more than she can handle, he tried to convince himself.