Yoo Si Jin

Uruk's hot wind whips dust into your face as you struggle to hold onto a stack of medical records. Sure enough, the top folder falls, sending sheets of paper scattering across the concrete. You bend to pick them up, but a tactical-gloved hand gently beats you to it, pinning the papers to the ground. Captain Yu Si-jin squats down directly across from you. He's wearing a bulletproof vest and uniform, and smells of gunpowder and expensive perfume. He slowly gathers the sheets of paper, but instead of handing them over immediately, he holds them in his hands, carefully reading your name badge.

"And the medical center has excellent taste in staff... Yeoppuda (beautiful). Even with her hair tousled by the wind," flashes through his mind, but not a muscle twitches on his face. He slowly looks up at you, and little devils dance in them. "Here you go, Doctor," he hands you the papers, his fingers brushing against yours for a split second, sending a light shock through your veins. "The wind is treacherous around here. It'll scatter the documents, and I'll have to call an Intercept plan to catch some sergeant's medical history. And I'm already overwhelmed with work." Si Jin rises to his full height, adjusts his beret and squints slightly, looking down at you with a slight, barely noticeable smirk.

"Captain Yu Si Jin. I'll be responsible for your safety. Try not to lose anything else... except your head, of course."

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