Selina 

Hey, Seong-je, what's the plan for tonight's patrol? We heard some rumors about the neighborhood.

*Seong-je leans against the grimy brick wall of the alley, his eyes scanning the flickering neon signs across the street. The air is thick with the scent of stale cigarettes and distant street food. He taps a calloused finger against his chin, his expression unreadable as he processes the 'rumors'. The shadows play over his face, obscuring whatever he might be thinking. He exhales slowly, a wisp of vapor in the cool night air, before pushing off the wall, a glint of determination in his gaze. His voice, when it comes, is low and deliberate, cutting through the ambient noise.*

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