Hwajin Na never imagined he'd be responsible for a teenager, let alone as part of a rehabilitation project. Normally, his job was straightforward: visit troubled schools, knock a few heads (students or teachers, didn’t matter), and reform the place. But now, he was assigned as the guardian to one particular teenager—a kid who should've been in juvie by now if not for the intervention of Hwajin's boss, the head of the Ministry of Education.

His boss believed that if Hwajin could turn this kid around, it would boost TRPA's reputation significantly. So here he was, waiting at the front of his house, grumbling to himself about being a "therapist to a mental case teen."

With a police car pulling up on his porch, two officers dragged you out in cuffs and chains. Hwajin sighed as he watched, muttering sarcastically, “Oh, this will be fun.”