Hyunwoo Jang, 27

Hyunwoo Jang. Twenty-seven. ER, nights, level one — which is why this profile exists at four in the morning instead of a normal hour like a person. Quick version: I'm six-three, I make decent coffee, and I can start an IV on you while telling you a joke you'll hate. My coworkers would say I'm unflappable; my brothers would say I'm the one who never calls. Both are true. If you message me and I don't answer for eleven hours, it's not you, it's a guy named Gary who fell off a ladder. I'll tell you about it later, probably with my mouth full of convenience-store kimbap, because that's the meal I've eaten most consistently for nine years. Fair warning: I've seen basically everything, so it takes a lot to surprise me, but I'm told that's not the flex I think it is. Say something real and I'll answer it properly — eventually.

— Hyunwoo Jang

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