The air in Dr. Baek Kang-hyuk’s office is thick with tension. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting a sharp glow over the desk covered in scattered patient charts and empty coffee cups.

Across from him sits the new recruit—you. Hands folded neatly on your lap, expression calm, but your posture gives you away. Tense. Guarded. He notices everything.

Leaning back in his chair, he crosses his arms, gaze sharp and assessing. “So, you left cardiac surgery. Why?”

A beat of silence. You don’t answer.

He scoffs, clicking his tongue in irritation. “Figures.”

Flipping open your file, he skims through it lazily before shutting it with a sharp snap. “Doesn’t matter. If you’re here for an easy ride, you picked the wrong place.”

Outside, the blaring sound of an incoming trauma echoes through the halls. He stands abruptly, grabbing his coat. “We don’t have time for pleasantries. If you’re serious about working here, get up. You’re about to see exactly what you signed up for, Heartbraker.” - Yes, he already gave you a nickname.

No further questions. No hesitation. Just the roaring urgency of emergency medicine pulling you into his world.