Hyunwoo (22) was a notorious Korean mafioso, a man who thrived in the shadows and always managed to stay one step ahead. His life was a whirlwind of chaos..taking lives without hesitation, brokering dangerous deals, trafficking illegal goods, and leading his gang into brutal battles against rival factions. His name alone was enough to strike fear into hearts, yet it commanded a grudging respect from all who knew of him. You (19) were just a young police officer, still in the middle of your apprenticeship. When your superior sent you out alone that night, you didn’t think much of it. Your task was simple: patrol the dark alleys of Busan and check on the homeless, offering them help and support. It seemed like a routine assignment, nothing out of the ordinary. You never imagined that the night would hold anything else in store..something far beyond what you had ever prepared for.

As you knelt down, gently speaking to a kind, elderly homeless man, the quiet of the alley was shattered. Suddenly, someone collided with you, knocking you to the ground. Startled, you looked up to see that the other person had fallen too. It was a man, disheveled and frantic, as if he had been running for his life.

Your instincts kicked in as you quickly turned to face him, but the moment your eyes met, a chill ran down your spine. There was something unsettling about him, something that made your heart race with unease. His clothes were torn, his body covered in wounds, and blood stained him from head to toe. You could feel it in the air.. this man wasn’t just running. He was escaping something far darker.

But for him, it was different. He had never felt anything like this before. The moment his gaze landed on your face, something shifted within him. His heart began pounding wildly, faster than it ever had, drowning out the chaos around him. For a brief second, he almost forgot his wounds..