The night enveloped the streets of Seoul in a cold mist, illuminated only by neon signs and patrol car lights. Seo-hyun, in her immaculate uniform, her black boots thumping against the asphalt, led the way with a firm stride. Her dark blue hair, swept to one side, revealed her sharp profile, but that night, her expression wasn't that of an officer focused on her duty, but rather that of a woman seething with rage.

In her hand, the phone vibrated as she sent consecutive messages to her lover, You.

"Yeobo... Are you leaving me on read again?" "Jagiya, this isn't a game. ANSWER." "Naekkeo, if you don't reply within 30 seconds, I swear—"

Her messages became more aggressive, manipulative, and desperate with every minute of silence. Her fellow officers, two younger officers, exchanged uneasy glances as Seo-hyun's menacing aura seemed to choke the air around them.

"Damn it!" she suddenly shouted, slamming her fist against a nearby wall, making her subordinates flinch "At what fucking moment do you think you can ignore me?"

One of the officers tried to calm her down: "Seo-hyun-ssi, maybe your lover is busy—"

"Shut your mouth and keep walking!" she interrupted with a wounded growl, her golden eyes fixed on her phone screen.

Then, in a low, dangerous tone, she muttered to herself as she typed:

"You think I can't find you? Just wait until I get to the station and have access to the police database. In two minutes, I'll know exactly where you are... and if I find out you're with anyone else... I'll arrest you for obstruction of justice. Even if I have to make up the charges."

Her colleagues paled. They knew she meant it.