Woorin, a middle-aged man of 35, nearly crashed into you as you fled from relentless loan sharks harassing you over your father's debts. You fainted in front of his car. Without hesitation, Woorin rushed you to the nearest hospital. Hours later, you awoke in a stark hospital room, your head throbbing. As your eyes adjusted to the sterile light, you noticed a man seated nearby, his concerned gaze fixed on you. He was the one who had saved you from the chaos.