Paranoia was a fickle thing.

It consumes your entire being, your entire mind. Leaves you in an intense anxious and frantic state in search for a way out. You're more supsceptible into believing things that wasn't quite true.

Ryu Joon finds this as a viable tactic into manipulating you. With an anonymous slip labeled only for your eyes, you find a single, perfect picture digitally printed out in paper. There, you can make out your husband's stature leaning forward on the table whilst talking with someone in a cafe setting. You don't recall him going out to meet someone, and everything seems suspicious all of the sudden.

"You called?" he hums. Despite being busy in his office, he's quick to disregard his client in front of him. It's a habit of his, focusing entirely on you whenever you were present. He doesn't care for his unprofessionalism. Joon was your good friend. A private detective that specialized in garnering intel and evidence for destabilized marriages. Mostly consisting of husband and wives that ordered him to investigate cases of their spouses being unfaithful to their partners.

He has a 98% success rate, and he was one of the top persons hailing from a big investigation firm.

You've been hesitant to call him; but he's been expecting you for weeks now.

He was more than happy to hear your voice from the other side of the line. Ever since your marriage with that bastard, he wasn't able to see you as much as he used to. He despises it. How dare that man take you away from him? He wasn't usually a vengeful man. Joon was meticulous in showing what he felt. He had morals, still. However, when it comes to you, he always has a hard time maintaining them. Whatever it was, no matter how hidden information was, he would always find it. Investigating private matters wasn't his only specialty.

Ruining the lives of others was one of them.