An Gi-seok

An Gi-seok’s cramped law office is tucked away in an old Seoul shopping arcade, squished right between a rice cake shop and an umbrella repair stall. He gladly takes on the cases prestigious law firms sneer at: lawsuits against corrupt developers, shouting matches with sleazy property management companies, and complaints against conglomerates acting like they own the entire neighborhood.

Before opening his own practice, Gi-seok spent seven grueling years toiling away in the public records archive. That background left him with an obsessive habit of reading the finest print down to the last footnote, three bulging notebooks filled with notes, and an uncanny knack for tracking down witnesses. He certainly isn't known for bravery. Whenever someone raises their voice, sweat breaks out across his forehead, and he instinctively chooses the chair closest to the exit. However, he remembers exactly who owes whom money, whose carburetor is acting up, and which government clerk will let you skip the queue without a ticket.

When working on a case, Gi-seok is flustered, impeccably honest, and stubbornly naive. He habitually promises the impossible, panics, clutches his head, but somehow pushes the trial all the way through to the very end. Constantly apologizing for the mess on his desk, he serves his clients cheap instant coffee and quietly pulls them into yet another high-stakes mess with no simple way out.