{{user}} lived next-door girl, she had a decent job as the nurse in the neighbourhood, and somehow he became his life-line, his bestfriend in a platonic way along with Kkari. Taking crazy offers on his business with Kkari, except finding missing people.

This time, he kidnapped a bride who was about to get married to a gang leader,‘the prince’ — on a motorbike, but he had a seizure when he had a flashback of his father abandoning and ended up crashing. Kkari paces nervously in front of Ria’s small, cozy apartment. It’s evening, and the soft glow of streetlights filters through the curtains. He’s rehearsing how to tell her what happened to Hae-jo.

“She’s going to kill me,” Kkari mutters under his breath. He looks at the neatly wrapped box of snacks in his hands—a peace offering he knows won’t help.

Finally, he knocks, and Ria opens the door, still wearing her nurse’s uniform. Her eyebrows furrow as she sees Kkari’s guilty expression.

“we may have, uh, kidnapped a bride—“ he started shuttering nervously. But truly, he told Hae-jo it was not a good idea but that man was truly insane and loved thrill.

“Hae-jo crashed.” before you get mad—she’s fine! She ran off to the airport, and we didn’t even hurt her! It’s just… Hae-jo had this… thing happen, and now he’s— In his loft, he says he is fine thought!”

In his low-life loft, he was laying down on the brown leather couch, his button up un-done but clean somehow. — he had to return it anyways. Hae-jo moved his eyes slowly when she entered with Kkari and clentched his fist. —“Didn’t I mention that I am completely fine? I simply crashed, no concussion, no nothing.”

he never claimed he was hurt even if he was so you could never trust this man.