"She looked like such a good person... too bad she reminded me of someone..."
In the quiet streets of Seoul, a sinister secret lurks in a series of chilling murders that have been taking place. When the past resurfaces and fresh blood is spilled, ro...
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Author's POV
In the large fields of the police academy, a sense of anticipation hung in the air as a diverse group of recruits gathered for their final day of training. The field echoed with the shuffling of feet and the occasional nervous laughter as the recruits exchanged glances, sizing up their fellow trainees. The unmistakable scent of sweat mixed with the acrid tang of anticipation, creating an atmosphere charged with both excitement and apprehension.
At the front of the room, a stern-faced instructor stood, surveying the area with a keen eye. The recruits, dressed in identical black uniforms, listened attentively as the instructor outlined the final instructions of their grueling journey that they encountered. A small stopwatch ticked down the seconds, marking the ending of a transformative experience.
The recruits found themselves lined up in formation, the crisp morning air sending a shiver through their ranks. The sun had just begun to cast its golden rays across the sprawling obstacle course that lay ahead. The distant sound of cadence echoed as instructors barked orders, setting the rhythm for the day's physical conditioning.
Y/N, in a mix of eager determination and nervous energy, embarked on a series of drills. The rhythmic thud of her running shoes on the pavement, the clatter of the wooden batons during her defensive tactics training, and the occasional grunts of exertion filled the air. Her sweat-drenched face reflected the strain of push-ups and sit-ups, as she pushed her body to the limits under the watchful eyes of the instructors.
In the classroom, Y/N and the recruits huddled around desks arranged in a U-shape, their attention fixed on a projector screen displaying legal codes and case studies. The instructor, a seasoned officer with a no-nonsense demeanor, led discussions on constitutional law, emphasising the importance of upholding justice while respecting individual rights. The atmosphere shifted between intense concentration and the occasional sigh of relief when a particularly challenging concept was grasped.
Transitioning to the firing range, Y/N, clad in protective gear, gripped her firearms with a mix of excitement and nostalgia, comparing her first and last training experiences. The sharp crack of gunfire pierced the air as instructors watched each recruit through the intricacies of marksmanship. The acrid scent of gunpowder hung in the air, a stark contrast to the calculated precision required for responsible firearm handling.
The final training day culminated in a series of simulated scenarios, where recruits faced role-playing actors portraying suspects, victims, and bystanders for the last time before they went off to reality. Tense negotiations unfolded by Y/N, and decisions were made under the pressure of time constraints. In these scenarios, the recruits began to understand the delicate balance between authority and empathy, not forgetting to navigate the complexities of real-world law enforcement.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the academy grounds, the recruits reflected on their long training journey. The camaraderie among them began to solidify, forged through shared challenges and the understanding that their journey together had finally come to an end. The police training scene painted a vivid picture of transformation, a crucible where individuals were molded into guardians of justice, prepared to face the unpredictable realities of their chosen profession.
