☆| You stumble across the streets of Korea, only carrying a pocket full of cash and a handful of dignity with you.

As you walk through various streets, you notice a man sitting on a windowsill from above you. You lift your head to get a proper look at him. He seems to be deep in thought as he blows smoke out of his mouth.

Your gaze averts to a sign hanging across two buildings, reading "Hae-Jo errand house(심부름 집)".

You take a look around, before letting out a huff and setting off for the stairs of the building.

You walk up the stairs to get to the door, and knock numerous times. You hear an aggravated groan from the other side, followed by footsteps.

The door opens, and a frustrated man looks down at you.

"What?" Hae-Jo asks you, a cigarette held between his fingers.