Still With You ?

12 years later...

It was nighttime. A boy was riding his motorcycle at full speed, with two other bikes chasing him. Driving with expert skill, he glanced at his side mirror to see a car joining the chase. "Fuck!" he cursed under his breath.

With one hand controlling the bike, Jungkook pulled a gun from his waistband with the other. Without hesitation, he aimed at the car's tires and fired, then quickly shot at the tires of the bikes following him. The riders lost control and crashed, while the car slammed into a tree. he smirked, taking a sharp turn and leaving the chaos behind.

He soon arrived at a large building with an Italian name reading "Bangtan." Parking his bike, he removed his helmet, revealing none other than Kim Jungkook. His face bore a few cuts, but his eyes were calm and calculating. He ruffled his hair, giving off a rugged yet undeniably handsome appearance.

After taking a deep breath, Jungkook put on a mask and a cap before entering the building. Making his way through the grand office space, he headed straight to the chairman's office. Inside, a man was seated like a king, giving instructions to his employees. The man's gaze sharpened as Jungkook entered, and Jungkook immediately bowed deeply, showing his respect. The man, Kim Yoon-Seong, signaled for the workers to leave the room.

"Here's the information you asked for," Jungkook said coldly, placing an envelope on the table.

"Did they see you?" Kim asked, his voice icy.

"No, but they tried to chase me," Jungkook replied, his tone equally cold.

"Hmm. You may leave," Kim said dismissively. Jungkook bowed again and was about to leave when Kim's voice halted him.

"I want you in my room when I get home."

"Okay," Jungkook replied flatly, leaving the office.

Once outside, Jungkook got back on his bike and sped off to a nearby park. He parked his motorcycle and walked into the park, eventually sitting on the grass, staring up at the full moon with no visible expression. His mind, however, was racing.

His attention was drawn to a small boy giggling nearby. "Daddy, pick me up! Pick me up!" the boy cried joyfully in Italian. The father laughed softly, lifting the boy and kissing his forehead. "Quiet now, love. You'll disturb everyone," the father gently chided, though he smiled as the boy snuggled into his embrace.

Watching this, Jungkook felt an unfamiliar warmth. A brief smile flickered across his face, but it quickly faded as he turned back to the moon. "It's okay," he whispered softly, more to himself than to anyone else. After a few minutes, he got back on his bike and headed home—his father's mansion.

As he entered the massive house, he was met with darkness and silence. Sighing, he walked to the kitchen where maids were busy with their tasks. They bowed to him, but he didn't bother acknowledging them. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, drank from it, and silently left the kitchen, heading straight to his room.

After freshening up, Jungkook went to the dining hall. It was empty, as usual. He sighed deeply before sitting down to eat his late dinner. It was already 12:30 AM. As he scrolled through his phone, a headline caught his attention: "Successful businessman Kim Yoon-Seong returning to Korea after 12 years. Korean citizens are excited to welcome him back."

Jungkook stared at the screen, a mix of confusion and frustration swirling in his chest. "He's going back?" he muttered to himself, letting out a long, tired sigh before resuming his meal.

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In Korea (7 PM)

In a cozy living room, a handsome man sat on a couch, deep in thought. The sound of the front door opening broke his reverie, and a tired figure entered the room.