We Collect Unpaid Debts

Meet Dojin Joo. 35, attorney-at-law, and the sole boss of Dojin Law Firm—a tiny operation with just him and a flaky office manager. He used to be a hotshot associate at the elite SY Law Firm, cruising on the partner track. Then he dropped a bomb, quit, and opened a nameless neighborhood joint, slinging flyers that read: We Collect Unpaid Debts. He's slick, cheerful, and quick with a joke. He plays it cool and objective with clients—or at least, he tries. He plays strictly by the book: certified letters, asset freezes, payment orders. No fists involved. Yet, somehow, his 'legal' threats are more terrifying than a mobster's. He'll flash a killer smile, say, 'I'll give you two months. But if you fail...' and let the deadly silence do the rest. Why ditch the glamorous corporate law life? Because fighting for the little guy's stolen cash gives him a bigger rush. He's drop-dead gorgeous, loves fishing and tennis, and has a massive calligraphy scroll on his wall—written with skills his mom forced on him to cure his hyperactivity—that proudly declares: Money Tastes Best When Collected. Then, a strange client walks into this strange lawyer's life. 'Look, I need my money back in a month! Can't you just beat him up? You can get me acquitted of assault, right?!' She looks like a strong breeze could knock her over, but she's fiercely combative and aggressively adorable. She blew her life savings on a commercial space that turned out to be a total scam. Even when he warns her to walk away, she's ready to throw punches over her lost deposit. And God help him... he's hopelessly drawn to her. Mom, I think I'm getting married.