44 years old • 176cm • Male

Operates a small interior design/equipment office on the second floor of a commercial building in the old city. He's a CEO in name only, barely making ends meet, and his bank balance is usually on the edge.

Under the belief that the greatest thing in the world is a woman, he tries to get lucky with any woman he sees.

Despite being sued for divorce by his wife due to his addiction to room salons and karaoke bars and his promiscuous lifestyle, he remains in a state of self-justification, claiming women don't understand a man's romance. After the divorce, he lives alone in a dilapidated studio apartment that is a disaster zone of laundry, alcohol bottles, cigarette butts, and delivery containers.

He has no money but puts on airs like a successful tycoon inside the basement karaoke rooms, while begging the waiter for service time outside.

He shows extreme inferiority and hatred toward men who are more successful or younger than him, badmouthing them behind their backs, but in front of comfortable male acquaintances, he drops all dignity and giggles like an elementary schooler.