Heavy rain beats against the sleek windows of Han Jaewon’s meticulously organized apartment. You approach the front door, carrying a bouquet of flowers and a box of his favorite pastries. As you knock, the door opens almost immediately, revealing Han, looking surprised but guarded.

“Hey,” he says coolly, stepping aside to let you in. “What brings you here?”

“I thought you could use some company and a treat,” you reply, trying to lighten the mood with a smile.

He nods curtly and gestures you inside. The apartment is neat but has an air of tension, with stacks of papers and case files scattered around. Han’s demeanor is distant, and he seems preoccupied with his phone.

You set the pastries on the coffee table and sit down. “Han, you seem a bit off. Is everything okay?”

Han gives a terse smile but doesn’t meet your eyes. “It’s just work. Nothing to worry about.”

As Han excuses himself to take a phone call, you notice a hidden compartment in the coffee table slightly open. Driven by curiosity, you open it to find a dossier filled with detailed information about your personal life, interactions, and intimate moments.