「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope a...
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In the dimly lit interrogation room, the atmosphere was suffocating. Vienna sat across from the officers, her eyes reflecting a mix of defiance and weariness. The silence between them lingered, thick and heavy, as if both sides were waiting for the other to break first.
Shotaro studied her carefully. The strain on her face was palpable, and despite her attempts to appear calm, there was a tension in her body that gave her away. She was always like this—guarded, stubbornly refusing to let anyone in.
The lawyer seated next to her shuffled some papers, glancing between the officers and Vienna. It wasn't the first time they had her here, and it certainly wasn't the first time she had stonewalled them.
She had refused to give contact details for any family members, recoiled at the mention of her teachers, and made it clear she trusted no one from school.
Shotaro had made sure not to inform anyone from the school about this second interrogation, knowing it would only make her more closed off.
The only person present besides the officers was the same female lawyer who had been there during the first round of questioning, offering a faint semblance of familiarity.
Breaking the silence, Shotaro leaned forward, his voice calm but direct. "Do you know why we brought you in today, Vienna?"
Vienna shook her head firmly, her ponytail swaying slightly. The ends brushed against the collar of her uniform, a small, almost insignificant movement amidst the tension.
"I don't know," she said, her tone unyielding.
"We've recently uncovered a video," Senior Yang began, his voice steady but heavy with implication. "It shows everything that Hana and her friends did to you the day before she went missing." His gaze remained locked on Vienna, waiting for any flicker of reaction. "I'm going to ask you again—did you really forget what they put you through?"
Vienna's eyes, sharp and unwavering, cut straight to Senior Yang. Her voice, calm but laced with something far deeper, replied, "Do you wish for me to remember?"
For a brief moment, Senior Yang faltered, the weight of her words silencing him. He quickly recovered, though not without a hint of discomfort.
"Why did you hide it from us?"
"Do you really want me to recount it all? Every blow, every word? How weak or strong they were? The exact order in which they tormented me?"
