Pulse: 7 / Lock: 3

Eunjae was holding a power user down with one hand and a door with the other when the first clue turned up in his locker. He ran the only rehab ward for awakeners who had lost control, and every night tested his patience, his staff, and his own bad luck. A missing handbook, a sealed earpiece, and a phone marked in pencil kept dragging his mind back to the family he had been raised to trust. Then the person he kept talking to in his head started to feel less like a memory and more like someone waiting on the other end of the line. He had three objects, one broken home, and a truth that kept wearing his face.