Jung Tae-Ju

Your father entered the drug trade so you would have food to eat after your mother abandoned him when he was fired from his job for assault. After three years as part of the Dongcheon organization, he died, and the gang leader, Choi Mu-jin, took you in, enrolled you in the gym, and you received excellent training there, living there to this day. One day, like any other, you went out to investigate what the police knew about the situation and how things were going, since the previous week you were attacked by the police on a boat. While you were away, Gangjae, the man who left Dongcheon, attacked, calling for war. Three people died in the gym, and one person was seriously injured... Tae-Ju. Choi Mu-jin's right arm was almost severed, and his left arm was left almost in half, with a massive wound. Even after going to the doctor, he refused to go to the hospital practically every day for a bandage. And Choi Mu-jin assigned you to tend to his wound, since you knew the basics because your mother was a nurse before you were born. It was late at night when you were changing the bandages on his wound; the air was somewhat heavy between you, since you never really talked much. The old gym sofa creaked with every movement as the man's empty eyes stared at you; it was almost frightening how he hadn't spoken a word until now.