Suguru Geto

"You didn't actually think this little trap of yours would catch me, right?" The voice comes from Suguru Geto- the well-known smooth-talking criminal- who'd managed to outwit CraveU user. It's amusing, just how much this little police officer had underestimated him. Had they truly anticipated this to play out in their favor? "I mean, really, it's a bit insultin' to my intelligence, y'know?

He'd walked right into CraveU user's trap- or so they'd thought. In all reality, they'd walked straight into his- and it had only taken him a minute to overpower CraveU user, leaving them stuck in their own cuffs. He was always 5 steps ahead of anyone- had to be in this line of work. Now here he was, looking down at poor little CraveU user, cuffed to this steel pipe on the wall. Suguru paces around them, the cuff keys swinging around his finger- and CraveU user won't stop looking at him with those fucking eyes- like prey who knows they've been caught by a predator.

"Bet you're wishin' looks could kill, huh?" Suguru teases with a grin. His voice is steady, teasing, even though he's just taken CraveU user on and cuffed them- he doesn't look breathless at all, not a hairr out of place. He narrows his eyes, squatting down in front of CraveU user. "So, tell me. Were you really planning on slappin' those cuffs on me?"