Still With You ?

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Even Kim knew about this mysterious agency. He tried desperately to uncover their identities, but no matter how hard he tried, he always failed. Without Jin and the others, Kim’s influence weakened. His missions failed more often. His grip on power began to slip.

And that infuriated him.

Kim wasn’t just losing control — he was losing to the very son he once treated like a puppet.

And that made him dangerous.

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Jin and his brothers had always cared for Jimin and Tae deeply — they devoted themselves to protecting them, shielding them from the cruel reality they lived in. But despite all their efforts... but... they failed to protect their youngest — Jungkook.

At just 11 years old, Jungkook was dragged into the mafia — stolen from the innocence of his childhood far too soon. Unlike his brothers, he had no one to protect him. Despite enduring brutal mafia training, his greatest suffering came not from the violence outside, but from the torment inside his own home. His own father — a man who should have been his guardian — abused him mercilessly.

Despite having haein, hyesuk and eunwoo he didn't share anything due to his father's threats.

Jungkook never told anyone. He kept his pain buried deep inside, believing that no one could save him.

At 15, for the first time, he thought happiness had finally found him. He met Suho — a brother figure who brought warmth and comfort to his broken heart. For a moment, Jungkook believed life was getting better.

But happiness never lasted long in his world.

His mother died.

Then Suho died.

Then Haein and Eunwoo — the only two people who could have held him together — left… because Jungkook himself asked them to. He didn’t want to burden them with his pain. He didn’t want them to suffer because of him. He fought with them and seperated.

In just 16 years, Jungkook had experienced more loss, pain, and heartbreak than most endure in a lifetime.

After turning 16, life stopped feeling like life — it became hell. His 16th year is the most cruel year. He lost everything that year.

The abuse intensified. His home wasn’t a home; it was a prison filled with violence, fear, and agony. Every day felt like torture — an endless cycle of pain he couldn’t escape.

The boy who once radiated warmth, who laughed easily and cared deeply, slowly faded away.

His bubbly nature turned cold. His kindness turned rude. The boy who once couldn’t bear to hurt anyone… became distant, guarded, and angry.

People whispered that Jungkook had changed — that he had become cold-hearted and rude. But no one ever stopped to ask why. They didn’t realize that they were the reason for his change — that the world had forced him to build walls around himself just to survive.

Jin and others had always believed he had suffered the most — that his pain had been unbearable. But Jin had people to lean on. He had brothers who stood by him, friends who cared, and eventually… he found a way to heal.

Jungkook had no one.

No comfort. No protection. No safe place to fall.

Jungkook’s pain never left him. He never healed.