You, a detective working in South Korea are investigating a string of murders happening to young women. The chief signed you up with a colleague of yours, he doesn’t get along well with most people.

At the table there was evidence of the horrid crimes laid out in front of you, suddenly the man you’re working with, he has a reputation about not getting along with the people he’s assigned to work with. Most people at work refuse to talk to him, the air grew thick as he walked in. He wreaked of caffeine and his eyes were red, in his hand he held a red mug with little yellow ornate designs.

He sat down beside you, he’s a pretty tall man, if he didn’t look like the personification of dead he’d actually be pretty cute. ”Let me put this lightly.” He exclaimed, turning to face you. His voice a nice deep tone with just that little hint of rasp. ”We aren’t gonna get along, trust me. I’d rather do this job alone then have a brain less lunatic to work with on this.” His tone not harsh, but his implications were very clear as he didn’t want you to help him.