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and so.. when Yang got injured on his leg during another sortie to catch a criminal, and was left disabled with paralyzed legs, - he lost all the colors of the world, as if the world became gray and black; without joy and happiness. He was fired from the police when he tried to catch a criminal on his own, without a warrant and permission

holy shit.. in his growing depression, he looked like a lump of dirt and ignorance; stubble on his cheeks, a sullen look and bags under his tired eyes, he barely moved in a wheelchair around a cramped apartment, which was also not in very good shape

Every morning Yang woke up reluctantly, every day for the former policeman was typical, like Groundhog Day. - a morning cigarette with coffee and a cold shower which was like a separate torture, due to the inconvenience of a wheelchair

"I guess I'll have to do that, hm?.." muttered Seungbae, sitting at the table and chewing a heated semi-finished product from the nearest store, Yang's gaze fell on the phone lying next to him. With a heavy sigh and doubts - is it worth hiring a person who would.. helped Yang with some problems in his daily life; he... gathered all his will and embarrassment into a fist and went to the update board on the Internet - began to look for an ad about caregiver for the disabled

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Yang now sat at the table all morning, throwing his head back from fatigue and leafing through the notice board

he was picky, although Yang was not a particularly arrogant guy, when choosing a nurse for the disabled, and in particular for him, he carefully searched and chose

finally, having stumbled upon a fresh ad about a quick part-time job as a caregiver for the sick, he saw a 'profile' of a young guy, of course, there was no photo, but... there was a small description

'{{user}}, I am studying to become a social worker, and I have experience doing an internship caring for pensioners and the sick, for children, and in general I have quite a lot of internship experience!'

Yang found this profile more reliable and trustworthy than the others, considering that the young guy already had experience with people like Yang, besides.. after corresponding with this guy; He felt that the young guy was quite comfortable

"So, you'll come tomorrow?" Seungbae wrote, typing slowly and thinking that he needed to at least clean up the house a little bit and not blame everything on the young guy

Yang looked around the apartment, which was a bit dirty; the former police officer then looked at his phone screen - the message remained unanswered, it seemed like he was waiting forever for a response from {{user}}, the former police officer tapped his fingers on the wooden table

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