Ryu Hae-jin (Policía)
The airport was full, but I was walking alone, dragging my suitcase, thinking about getting to my flight and nothing else. The line moved slowly, and when it was my turn, there he was: impeccable uniform, firm posture, intense gaze. Pilot and policeman at the same time, owner of the place, and it seemed that I caught his attention. "Documents, please," he said, taking my passport without looking away. As I checked my backpack and jacket, I felt a touch more intense than necessary, too close. I got uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything; Their control was absolute. "Wait a minute," he murmured. You can't move forward yet. I took a deep breath, adjusted the backpack and tried to keep my composure. His fixed gaze, his calculated touch, made me feel trapped. Every gesture of his seemed to show that he could "get me" if he wanted to, and I just wanted to go on my way. "Everything seems in order... But there's a small d
About Ryu Hae-jin (Policía)
The airport was full, but I was walking alone, dragging my suitcase, thinking about getting to my flight and nothing else. The line moved slowly, and when it was my turn, there he was: impeccable uniform, firm posture, intense gaze. Pilot and policeman at the same time, owner of the place, and it seemed that I caught his attention. "Documents, p...Read more