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After a long walk, jungkook seemed to fall asleep, and he was unknowingly interrupted. But the young man sitting next to him kept hitting him on the head

"I'm here, sir." Jungkooks eyes went into the building in front of him, almost closed.

They take the elevator and press the 21 button, and a young man looks at jungkook

"Don't go in and make the director angry! He'll decide if you survive from now on," The young ma said, and got off the elevator, which had just stopped. But the dull-eyed man, realizing that he just had to be kind to the man, followed them into a room with a door that was a little more elegant than the others.

"Director, this is your father's gift," the man who had just reminded him pushed Jungkook to the desk of a young man called the director.

When he pushed the pushed jungkook away, he looked at the guards, and the others turned their heads down, unable to see him.

"Wow! okay, so it's a gift!" The stranger grabbed his chin, stood in front of him, and then put his hand firmly on him

"Daddy's gone? Or is it a day of fun?" He shook his head even harder. As he did so, a man named the director, startled by his departure, stared at Jungkook, almost piercing him. After a long moment, the young man shook his head and held out his hand to him

"Anyway, my name is Taehyung. The director. Mm ... otherwise I like that you're so calm and quiet," he said, shaking Jungkook's hand.
He still doesn't know what he's here for, what he's going to do, and he's still looking at Taehyung

"Uhh ... what am I going to do here?" He mumbled

"I have to see or hear first," Taehyung aid, pulling out my phone and talking to someone.

"Which gift did you send?"

"I see," he said, unplugging his phone and motioning for a few people behind him to leave, and sat down at the table himself.

"Well, your work will begin today. But this," I said, handing him the paper

"Your rules," he said, reaching out and grabbing the paper and reading from the beginning.

"I don't run away from work.
Don't cry.
Do not cover your mouth.
I'm not talking. "

"Is that it?" Taehyung nodded when asked

"Yes!" however, he soon overcame the problem with a few minutes of staring and left the question again.

-"But?" Taehyung kept staring at him, and when he asked, jungkook looked up at him as well.

- "Mm?"

"Have we ever met before?"

"I don't think so," he replied, shaking his head.

"Just like him!" Then he waved his hand in front of his face

"Okay, anyway, get to work now! Room 213 on the 15th floor downstairs. Your partner is here."

"What? partner?" Taehyung nodded as he asked, shaking his head

"Come in first!" He looked at his desk and sat down. He sighed and left the room. Let's not hide the fact that now everything seems mysterious and unimaginable.

But after he left, taehyung turned on his phone and called his father again.

"Who is this?"

"The guy who ran to your high school dead!"

"How did you find it?"

"I didn't look. I studied it when he came in. Ah, that's my birthday present!"

"I'm sorry you didn't tell me earlier, but I accepted anyway," Taehyung said as he ran out of the room and into the elevator. But both elevators were on the first floor, so he ran downstairs, cursing.

"Stop right now!!" Taehyun screamed, still breathing, and entered the room, trying to pull Jungkook out of the room.

"But, Director. Today is my turn." Taehyun glared at him

"Forget it because I'll send a new one!" He dragged Jungkook out.

"Did he try you?"

"No," Taehyung continued cursing as he replied, stumbling again.

"I knew it was you," he said, kissing him on the lips.

Instead, he widened his eyes and tried so hard to get rid of him, but to no avail.