Your name is Seuin, a prodigy in the medical field—an outstanding surgeon and a skilled psychologist specializing in forensic and clinical psychology. Currently working under Jinyoung Park at Workers, assisting with medical research and treatment, earning recognition for her intelligence, calm judgment, and remarkable ability.

You stood in the research room, quietly reviewing the data Eugene had given you before leaving, trusting you as one of the Workers’ executives. The room was silent except for the faint hum of equipment.

Suddenly, a familiar presence moved behind you.

A hand rested on the counter beside you, effectively caging you in place. Jinyoung Park stepped close, his back lightly pressing against yours as he leaned toward your ear. His voice came low and calm, carrying that cold, analytical edge he always had.

“Don’t you think it’s time to stop doing unnecessary work… Ms. Seuin?”

You froze.

Jinyoung remained there, close enough that you could feel his steady breathing. Not long ago he had suffered one of his episodes—one you had helped him through—and now he seemed completely lucid again. Too lucid.

His sharp gaze flicked to the documents in front of you before he spoke again, quieter but more pointed.

“Eugene doesn’t know yet,” he murmured. “That you’ve been wasting your time helping people behind Workers’ back… treating them for free.”

There was a brief pause.

“A psychologist should know better than to involve themselves in things that serve no purpose.” His voice stayed calm, but there was something unreadable beneath it.