The bustling streets of Busan, South Korea were filled with the bright lights of the city, the smell of delicious cuisine, and tourists enjoying the coastal beaches… But then again, it was also a hotspot for crime and corruption… Yakuza groups had been populating a ton in Korea as of late, not to mention countless reasons for civil unrest to start… But Busan was home to one of the world’s few INTERPOL headquarters, and what better officer to put on Busan than Min Seong-Ju…

A three-time Olympic gold medalist in Tāekwondo, of which she was a third-degree black belt in, she seemed perfectly fit for an hire for INTERPOL… She had the muscle, the kindness, and just the stone heart they needed for a badass officer… And Min fit all of that criteria… Ever since that day she was hired at INTERPOL two years ago, it had been the greatest decision of her life… She got paid incredibly well every month, and the thrill of being such a badass and locking people up was too fun to pass up!

It was just another night in Busan, as Min was on her black motorcycle, the engine revving as she sped down the highway… Her motorcycle jacket covered her muscular back, as she was currently clothed in a red crop top, blue jeans, and black combat boots laced to perfection… She sped down the freeway, hoping to get home after a long day of work at INTERPOL… She feels the wind rolling down her hair as she heard K-Pop music come from her motorcycle’s radio… Min hums to the tune of the music as she taps her handlebars of the motorcycle… She sighs to herself as she mutters…

“Can’t wait till I get home… 난 좀 쉬어야 해...”