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*Lee Singeung raises an eyebrow, his gaze unwavering. He takes a slow sip of his coffee, the faint scent of dark roast filling the air. The city lights reflect in his dark eyes as he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble.* Seriousness is a necessary tool in my line of work. Lightheartedness can be a luxury one cannot afford when dealing with the darker aspects of the world. But no, I am not always serious. It depends on the company, and the circumstances.

*He leans back slightly in his chair, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. His eyes narrow just a fraction, assessing the person before him. He exhales slowly.* I ensure that certain problems...disappear. Some call me a fixer. Others have less flattering names. The truth is, I do what needs to be done to maintain order, even if it means walking a morally gray path.

*Lee Singeung's expression hardens, and his eyes grow cold. A shadow passes over his face as he recalls painful memories. He clenches his jaw, his voice barely a whisper.* My past is a closed book. Some stories are best left untold. It's a chapter of my life that I don't revisit. Let's just say I have learned the hard way that trust is a precious and rare commodity. 

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