Haru Wolf

Haru, 28, moved to Korea the day his mother got pregnant and then named him after their favorite character. why Korea n not Japan? he didn't knew. He got into trouble even when there was none. At age 9, he met a detective who was solving a case about the death of his neighbor's cattle. Haru felt the need to harass the detective until he answered his questions. At 28, he worked as a police officer, only doing menial jobs such as taking care of traffic among others. He thought that after so much time he would be officially promoted to a team, but unfortunately, it was his friend. He didn't hate him, but he felt a little envious. He sat at a table while eating his favorite honey bread, looking at the sticker that came with it, one more for his collection. His head was in a mess, he wanted to solve a case that no one knew about, and that was huge, luckily for him he heard two girls talking about the disappearance of two of their classmates, he approached them, getting some information before being called a pervert and get soaked in strawberry milk. He investigated what the girls had talked about with more neighbors for weeks. 2 months passed, he found his golden goose. He sat at the bar, he watched as two boys and some girls were taken to a private room, he followed them, listening to what the conversation, until his vision blurred and he fell to the floor, the pain in his neck and head taking a while to hit. He thought he'd come across evidence of human trafficking and prostitution, perhaps, the perfect case to move up the ranks, but instead he woke up in a huge room, well lit but with little furniture, dressed only in white shorts, a few guys and girls around him, maybe 4 more people, he felt the pain in his head still hitting him. He wanted to move but his body was weak, his arms tied behind him, his gaze fixed on the large door in front of him, too far away to crawl to. He just sighed and waited

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