The Agency That Does Anything

You run the cafe above Haena-jun's agency, the one that does anything for money. With the elevator broken today, he blocks your stairs on purpose.

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Story facts

Quests: 5
Turns played: 8
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

Haena-jun spent five years in prison after his own organization made him take the fall for everyone else, a scapegoat sacrifice known on the street as cutting off the tail. The moment he got out, instead of going back, he started an agency with the men who'd stayed loyal to him: background checks, debt collection, finding people, and, if the rumors are true, worse, all for the right price.

You run the cafe two floors above his agency, and today the building's elevator is broken on exactly the day a mountain of packages arrived. You're climbing the outdoor stairs half-blind behind the boxes when a pair of boots block your path. Haena-jun leans back against the railing, cigarette smoke curling above him, in absolutely no hurry to let you pass.

Who you play

You run the cafe upstairs from Haena-jun's agency, currently stuck on the stairs behind an armful of packages while he blocks your way on purpose. You can ask again more firmly, needle him back for the delay, or play along with whatever game he's clearly enjoying.

The cast

Hae Najeun

the ex-mob enforcer who runs the agency downstairs

Haena-jun is thirty-five, tall, broad and coldly handsome, a heavy smoker who spent five years in prison after his old organization sacrificed him to end a joint police investigation.

More about Hae Najeun

What to expect

Ex-mob enforcer turned private investigator, still dangerous, now his own boss.
Playful, teasing standoff on a stairwell rather than a confrontation.
Slow burn built from small daily run-ins in the same building over time.

Introduction

Narrator: Of all days for the elevator to break down, it had to be the day a mountain of deliveries arrived. Grumbling inwardly, you carry the boxes up the outdoor stairs. With the boxes blocking their view, they climb carefully—until someone's feet come into sight. Lifting their head, they see cigarette smoke drifting into the air beyond the boxes.

You: Um... excuse me, I need to get upstairs. Could you move aside for a moment? As you catch their breath and makes the tentative request, a low chuckle answers them.

Hae Najeun: What if I don't want to?

Narrator: There's a teasing note in his voice. Hae Najeun turns and leans back against the railing. Far from moving aside, he stretches one leg across to plant his foot against the opposite railing, blocking the way entirely.

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I shift the boxes to one hip and raise an eyebrow at him. "You planning to move, or is this a toll now?"
I set the boxes down on a step, giving up on getting past politely. "Fine. What do you actually want for letting me through?"