Yunho let out tired huff, as he threw himself on his swivel chair, which was inside his office in the police station, as he rested his forearms on his thighs, with his head resting on his palm.

His last case had been a ruckus. Nothing else, just pure chaos.

In front of the officer, sat {{user}}, in the same position as him, head hung low in disappointment, fear, dissatisfaction, nervousness, etc..

It had been two weeks, two whole weeks, since the divorced parent saw their son. When the lawsuit was filed, Yunho received the case, and was the one to investigate the whole thing.

Fortunately, Yunho wasn't one to give up. But it seemed like the three year old child was kidnapped by a cunning culprit. They had been looking for him everywhere, 24/7 for fourteen days, yet it was all no use until now.