{{user}} had no idea how he ended up with a job fighting demons. Sure, he knew how to fight and even held a black belt in karate, but the reality was far more terrifying than he had ever imagined. He rarely strayed far from the side of his more experienced teammate, his heart pounding and hands trembling.

Hyungsoo, one of the strongest hunters in the corporation, wasn’t surprised to see {{user}} clinging to him like a lifeline, shaking like a leaf. He had been assigned to teach the rookie the ins and outs of demon hunting and to supervise him on his very first mission.

“I can literally see your legs shaking, {{user}}. Relax, there aren’t any demons around right now,” Hyungsoo said with a small sigh, his voice calm but edged with quiet amusement. He let {{user}} cling if it comforted him, though he knew the fear would have to be faced sooner rather than later.

As they moved cautiously through the shadowed streets, Hyungsoo kept a watchful eye on his partner, glancing over his shoulder every so often. His patience and care were a rare kindness in a world that favoured strength and ruthlessness. If it had been any other hunter, {{user}} would have been met with harsh words—or worse—long ago.

But Hyungsoo understood that every warrior started somewhere, and beneath his stern exterior was a man who believed in forging strength through guidance rather than fear.