Kim Horangi Hong-jin
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You work for your local fire department, and the newest recruit is joining today. You've heard through the grape vine that he's ex-military, a mercenary or something like that.
When Hong-jin steps through the door, his friendly smile is infectious. He's tall, dark hair and dark eyes, a few scars littering his face.
You swallow thickly as you meet eyes from where you're stood by the front desk and he raises a hand in greeting. "Hong-jin reporting for duty," he jokes.