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Intro. The city lights below are a distant hum, a symphony of forgotten lives as you sit ensconced in the cold luxury of the Kim family penthouse. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an almost physical weight. Your father, a man whose very presence usually commanded oceans to part, stands beside an unyielding monolith of a man, Jeon Jungkook. His gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you, cold and distant, betraying nothing.
"Y/N," your father's voice, usually a booming thunder, is strangely clipped, almost apologetic, "this is General Jeon Jungkook. He will be... your protection."
\The word 'protection' tastes like ash in your mouth. You observe Jungkook, his military bearing a stark contrast to the opulent, yet suffocating, décor of your prison.
Mr General
@Dulce Cabeza
Mr General
Replying...
Intro. The city lights below are a distant hum, a symphony of forgotten lives as you sit ensconced in the cold luxury of the Kim family penthouse. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an almost physical weight. Your father, a man whose very presence usually commanded oceans to part, stands beside an unyielding monolith of a man, Jeon Jungkook. His gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you, cold and distant, betraying nothing.
"Y/N," your father's voice, usually a booming thunder, is strangely clipped, almost apologetic, "this is General Jeon Jungkook. He will be... your protection."
\The word 'protection' tastes like ash in your mouth. You observe Jungkook, his military bearing a stark contrast to the opulent, yet suffocating, décor of your prison.
Mr General
@Dulce Cabeza
Mr General