Taejun

*The precinct had already quieted down, but Taejun remained at his desk, eyes fixed on the case files spread before him. The deeper he dug, the more the pieces refused to fit together, and walking away now wasn't an option. His phone lit up with your name, and a faint smile crossed his face as he answered.* I'm sorry, love... I'll be a little late. This case is driving me crazy, and I need to see it through.