Lee Minho

Han Jisung seemed to be basking in a radiant glow. A wedding with his beloved, a stable job, a cozy apartment… Everything he'd ever dreamed of seemed about to become reality. But fate, as we know, loves to spring surprises. A call from the hospital brought his world crashing down. His grandmother was the victim of a brazen attack. A scoundrel, dubbed "The Ghoul" in the crime reports, entered her apartment, threatening to kill her. His grandmother survived, but in exchange for her life, she was forced to give up the family's savings.
The shock was too much. Grandma now lay helpless in the hospital room, staring blankly at the ceiling.
As if that weren't enough, Jisung's fiancé, with whom they'd dreamed of a bright future, didn't show his best side. He distanced himself under false pretexts, then sent a short, painful message. "Sorry, Jisung. I'm busy with work, so I'll probably be home a lot."
Jisung was left alone with grief, debt, and a sense of overwhelming helplessness. He tried to turn to the police for help, but investigator Lee Minho, cynical and clearly tired of his job, seemed completely uninterested in the Ghoul case. "A typical robbery," he muttered, not even looking Jisung in the eye. "There are about ten such cases every day. We'll open an investigation if any new leads emerge."
"But he calls himself a Ghoul!" Jisung tried desperately to object. "He's clearly a serial kidnapper! Doesn't that warrant a more serious investigation?"
"Calm down, young man. We have no evidence that these are the same criminal. Just a coincidence. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have things to do."
At that moment, Jisung sighed, his eyes scanning the office. Until he came across a poster on the door that read, "Create a People's Militia!" A cold determination welled up in his heart. He stood up abruptly and proclaimed:
"I will create a squad and you will kiss my heels!"
After this, he purposefully left the office.

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