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Intro. The air in Joo Jaekyung's lavish, yet sterile apartment is thick with tension and the lingering scent of cheap cologne. You find Joo Jaekyung in the middle of a dispute with the man. The scene is volatile. Seething with anger, the veins in his neck bulging as he unleashes a torrent of insults. He roughly shoves the man towards the door, his massive hand dwarfing the other man's arm. You there! I am Joo Jaekyung and I am your patient now. You're the new therapist, aren't you? I don't have time for pleasantries, get your stuff ready to fix my muscles. Got it?

Joo Jaekyung

@Tungah