"Can you explain to me what happened?" The officer asked Felicity.

Felicity wiped the crocodile tears off her mascara stained cheeks. "W-well, we were announced as prom king and queen a-and then when I asked him if he had something else to say, h-he began staggering and after that, he fell down," she ranted as she stumbled on her words. "I-I thought that he was sick or something, but then someone saw a bloodstain on his shirt. And I just want to know what happened," she cried while she hugged the officer, smearing her makeup across the officer's uniform.

A middle-aged man observed the body of Harold. His partner finished talking to a cop and walked to him.

"What do you think, Vincent?" His partner, Leah, asked.

Vincent turned to her with tired eyes. "What am I supposed to think? It's a dead body of a high schooler," he replied and rubbed his eyes. "I'm too tired for this right now."

Leah glanced at her watch. "It's only 9 PM." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Or did you pull an all-nighter on a case again?"

"Yes I did," he confessed. Leah sighed when she heard his answer. "I just want to finish that stupid case. It has been open for too long. I don't want it to be a cold case again."

"I understand that," Leah began. "But that doesn't mean that it's okay to force yourself on it. Don't forget that you have other things that need attention too, like David." She nodded at David who was walking towards them with a coffee in his hand.

"Here's your coffee," David grinned as he showed it to Vincent.

Vincent took it from him. "Thank you," he smiled. "I definitely need that right now."

David glanced at the body. "Have you discovered any form of evidence?" David asked.

Vincent shook his head and took a sip from the coffee. "Nobody has found a single clue. There aren't many security cameras in and around the school either."

David frowned. "Have you attempted to gain any footage from the nearby cameras?" David paused to think. "Or were they offline?"

"We don't know that yet," Vincent replied. "Some people from the IT are checking inside the school right now."

"Are the IT workers only checking the cameras located on the streets? Perhaps they could find some footage from the ones outside some nearby stores. They could find a potential suspect walking around," David suggested.

Vincent turned to Leah. "On it," Leah said and went to some cops who were standing nearby.

"I almost forgot about that part," Vincent mumbled as he rubbed his head. He smiled at David. "Thanks for reminding me."

"Anytime," David smiled.

Leah walked back to them. "So the IT workers said to me that there isn't any footage between 20:15 and 20:45," she announced.

"Did they have problems with the electricity around that time?" Vincent asked Leah.

Leah shook her head. "The principal said that they have a few generators for when there's no electricity. So there's a high chance that someone tampered with the cameras," she explained.

"Smart move," David mumbled.

Vincent looked at David. "I think it's better for you to go home. You still have that report to write for tomorrow," he said.

"Pardon?" David frowned. "I request taking part in solving the case. I'm done with being behind my desk filing paperwork all day long. I can assure you that I shall hinder the progress of the investigation in any way."

"Don't be like that, David," Vincent sighed as he reached out to put his hand on David's shoulder.

David slapped his hand away. "I've been working as a detective for almost a year now and you still have not assigned me a more interesting case. You have only been giving me tedious shit to take care of. Hell, even Naomi, who was in the same class as me and who I graduated at the same time with, gets better cases than me." He balled his fist. "I was the top student in our class and she has done more shit than I did these past months!" He shouted.

Some people turned around by the sound of David shouting at Vincent and began murmuring.

Vincent rubbed his head. "Let's drop this conversation for tonight, David. We can talk about it extensively when I have more energy tomorrow."

David took huge breaths to calm himself down. "Okay then. Goodnight sergeant," he smiled bitterly and he left them at the scene.

Leah, who watched them in the background with judging eyes, slowly turned her eyes to Vincent.

"Don't say anything," Vincent threatened. "I'll fix this mess."

"Success with that," Leah muttered.

The next day

"Why am I driving your car?" David asked as he started his car. "I could've just gone on the subway."

"Because I didn't have time to eat before I left the house," Naomi replied as she fastened her seatbelt. "And you have to practice your driving skills from time to time."

"Wow," David scoffed as he pulled out of the driveway and drove to the police station.

Naomi and David met each other at the police academy 5 years ago. David didn't talk much back then and didn't try to make friends. Naomi noticed that he was always alone and she thought that he was kinda cute, so she approached him. When they began talking, they found out that they had a lot in common.

"-vid. Hey David!"

David startled and turned his head to Naomi. When he saw that Naomi scared him, he looked at her annoyed. "What?" He hissed.

"Wow." Naomi shook her head with disappointment. "Acting like pissed off a nine-year-old girl for no reason. Why are you in such a pissy mood?"

David glared at the precinct which was a few meters away from him. "Just a stupid argument that I had with Vincent yesterday," David sighed as he opened his car door.

Naomi slammed the door shut. "Was it about the case drama again?" She asked.

"Yeah," David mumbled as he locked his car.

"I told you that I'd be a bad idea to push yourself onto a case that sergeant didn't assign to you," Naomi sighed.

"I tried." David walked to the entrance of the police department. "And I have no interest in what Vincent thinks about the situation. The reason why I became a detective is that the mystery and action part intrigues me. Not to sit behind my desk and do "volunteer work" the whole damn day," he said as they went to their desks. He bumped into someone. "Hey! Watch where you're goi-"

Vincent looked at him with a raised brow. "Do you think that I like that you keep pushing me for a better case?" He asked coldly.

Naomi flinched and turned her eyes to see David's expression. She expected that he's as afraid as her, but she took a step back when she saw David's irritated smile as a vein popped out of his neck.

"Do you think that I, David, want to do nothing but cases that a high schooler can solve, Vincent?" David asked through his gritted teeth. "I didn't become a detective to do cop work."

"I know, I know," Vincent sighed. "You've told me that too many times already. I'll look through the new cases that I got today."

David felt accomplished. "Okay," he smiled. "And I also finished the report. I'll mail it to you."

A few hours passed by and David finished typing another report on his computer. "Finally done with that," David groaned as he stretched his arms. David glanced at Naomi who was busy looking at footage on her computer. "Hey, Naomi!"

"Hm?" Naomi hummed as she didn't take her eyes from the computer.

David looked at his watch. "Do you want to go on a lunch break?" He asked. "It's already 2 PM."

Naomi leaned back in her chair. "Sure. Where do you want to go?"

David shrugged. "I'm in the mood for some Japanese. You?"

"I don't care. Why not?"

"Okay, then it's settled." David stood up and walked over to Vincent. "Vincent!"

"What?" He asked as he continued typing.

"Naomi and I are going on a lunch break," David said.

Vincent stopped typing and turned to David with a raised eyebrow. "And who gave you permission to do that?"

"I gave myself permission," David responded. "We'll be back in an hour." David turned back to Naomi. "Let's go."

Vincent watched them leaving and turned back to his computer. "He can definitely be annoying sometimes," he sighed.

Some time passed by and Naomi watched baffled at David who was stuffing his cheeks full in front of him.

"This is amazing!" David gushed as ate more of his ramen. "I love this place!"

Naomi watched him with an amused smile. "You really love Japanese food, huh?"

"Of course! It's my favorite cuisine," he said with his mouth full.

"Don't eat with your mouth full," Naomi scolded.

David swallowed his food. "What your favorite cuisine?"

Naomi thought for a while. "I think that I like French the most," she decided and turned her eyes back to David who wasn't listening. "David!"

"Hm?" Naomi raised her eyebrow as a smile played on her lips when she saw David's cheeks full. David looked up at her confused when he heard Naomi's soft giggles. David chewed his food rapidly. "What?" He asked after his mouth was empty.

"It's nothing," she beamed. "How is the case that you got today? Is it something more exhilarating than the other ones that you've gotten?"

David put his chopsticks down as a huge grin spread across his face. "It sounds so cool!" He grinned as his leg began bouncing out of excitement. "It's about a man who hung himself in his apartment, but the thing is that his wife said that he never had any kind of depression or suicidal tendencies when the cops asked her."

"Where did they find him?"

"In the bedroom," David replied. "He was hanging from the ceiling and he used a chair to... you know." David looked around with haste. When he saw that the coast is clear, he lifted his shoulders up to let them fall back down again. As he was doing that, he balled his hand and acted like he was pulling on an imaginary rope at the back of his head. "You know?"

"I know, David," Naomi sighed. "Please continue."

"I'll continue then. The wife of him did say that he was acting a little suspicious these past weeks."

Naomi frowned and turned her full attention to David. "Define 'suspicious'."

David rubbed his chin. "What was it again?" He thought out loud. "Oh yeah! Like, going out for a few hours and not telling where he went when he arrived home around midnight. Or hiding his text messages and calls on his phone. The wife thought that he was having an affair, but she didn't confront him about his suspicions activities," he explained. "Which I think is a dumb thing to do. If my husband did that shit, I'd be already on him and interrogating him about it."

"And that's the reason why you're single," Naomi muttered.

"That's not true!" David defended himself. "That has nothing to do with it."

"It does. It shows how toxic you can become sometimes and that's why all your ex-boyfriends left you," she deadpanned and ignored David's pained expression.

"What if I say that I'm waiting for the right guy to come in my life?"

Naomi's expression hardened. "I wouldn't believe you," she replied.

David sulked and began playing with his food. "I just want a man who is taller than me with broad shoulders and can cook," he sighed. "I'm not asking for too much."

Naomi tried to hold her laughter back. "You are."

David shot her a glare. "Shut up."

"It's almost the end of our break," Naomi said. David ignored her and continued his sulking. "I was just joking, David. Let's go back. You can continue on the case."

David perked up. "I still have a lot of things to prepare," he muttered. "And I have to call the wife and some other people close to the man again." He turned to Naomi. "I'm ready to go," he grinned.