~°thirty two°~

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THIRD PERSON POV

"Where are you going now that we're done with school for today?" A classmate asked as he walked beside the young boy wearing a uniform.

"Part-time job. I need the money anyways," the other boy replied.

"C'mon Beomgyu, let's go play games at the café. It's been a long time and we're just in 2nd year!" He replied.

"Sorry Wooyoung, I can't go today. Another time! Then we can go play together," Beomgyu smiled before patting his friend, walking to their seperate ways.

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"Choi Beomgyu? Where are you?" The woman asked and Beomgyu nodded as he buttoned his uniform up, running to the woman.

"You are assigned to get the balloons, the designs, and you also need to help with the props too," she said and Beomgyu nodded.

As he looked up at the sign where he worked, he smiled as he got the equipment needed.

"Today's event is a birthday! Don't forget that!"

And it was held in Flare Fast Food Restaurant.

YEONHAE POV

It was silent after I heard some footsteps. Probably Jungkook and Taehyung.

As a few hours passed by, I looked at the door that suddenly creaked open, and my eyes widened slightly as I looked at the person who walked in.

"Surprise, here is dinner," he smiled slightly as he walked inside, carrying a tray as if he wasn't bonkers a few hours ago for helping Jungkook smash that poor guy's face.

"You seem hungry, here have a meal," he smiled cheekily before handing me the meal, and I bowed slightly as he sat down beside me.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" He asked and I kept staring at him before shaking my head.

"It's nothing," I replied.

I mean, who wouldn't be scared after seeing someone that kept you company a few hours ago smash someone in the face?

"I don't really recall myself doing anything bad to you, maybe you've gotten a little bit more bold, what should I do to you?" He hums as he suddenly places his hand behind my neck, pushing me dangerously towards his face.

"Isn't Jimin smashing your legs enough? Even after you escaped, you still maintain such a stubborn attitude," he hums as his lips lifted into a smirk.

I stayed silent, and he smirked before releasing me, and I felt that I could finally breathe.

"I don't understand why you're so afraid, you're very weird, indeed."

THIRD PERSON POV

"Vice President, I've already taken care of the business between the illegal actions against our clients," an agent said and he sighed as he looked at the man.

"I'm not contented that some were alive. The mafia will not be itself today if it has not eliminated any obstacles," he said and the man nodded before walking to the exit.

"Sir, we have Executive Jisun here for your meeting," the secretary said and the man nodded, letting Jisun enter.

"Mr. Jisun, I hope you bring me good news about this so-called mission against Mr. Kim Taehyung?" He asked and Jisun looked down at the floor.

"Sir, if you are ever so kind, please do give us some time," he replied and the vice president looked at him.

"Time? I gave you lots and lots of time, Jisun! You even boasted how those freaks wouldn't kill you, yet you still haven't obtained Mr. Kim Taehyung?" He replied and the man sighed.

"Vice President, I promise we'll be able to obtain him. If you give us more time, I believe I have a new information to provide you," Jisun replied.

"Fine, please do tell," he rolled his eyes.

"Lately those seven men have recruited a lady, someone who I deem very interesting. I say that she is not like those seven boys at all, she must be abducted," he said and the vice president nodded.

"It appears that woman is clearly the missing woman who has been on a huge search since yesterday. Her name has made it to media outlets and newspapers, even getting extended all the way to Japan and Taiwan," he said and the vice president nodded.

"Ah, so Ahn Yeonhae... huh. How could I trust you on this, Jisun? Will you give a contribution on this mission, or will you fail drastically?" He replied.

"Sir... I... I will know more about this girl. I haven't gotten a good look at her, but I sure am certain," he said and the vice president smiled.

"Alright then, you are dismissed," he sighed and Jisun bowed before going to the exit.

"Oh, and happy 15th birthday, vice president."

MEANWHILE

"DNA results have been conducted... Yeonjun. I'm so sure of it! Even the other seniors say so. His blood is so messed up with different information present. But I know for sure his clothes identify as Park Jimin," Yeji said and Yeonjun sighed as he grabbed her shoulders.

"Yeji, please! There has got to be something connected to him and the murders! Please do a test again! We have not much evidence about the murders but if I do a theory...," he said.

"Plus I also need-"

PANG!

Suddenly, Yeonjun jolted forward, suddenly feeling drowsy as he dropped to the floor, knocked out.

"I-is he dead?" A voice popped in, followwd by another figure.

"Finally! His eyes are closed now!" Taehyun grumbled as he stepped in, checking his hyung.

"Whew! For once he stopped talking," Kai sighed as he held a thick, hard-cover book.

"Yeji, we're sorry. Yeonjun is getting kinda restless and insane. We're sorry for bothering you, please... get those results to the higher-ups," Soobin said before taking Yeonjun by the arm, slinging him on his shoulder.

"B-but Yeonjun...," Yeji trailed off.

"He'll be fine. We've been planning to get him to sleep after so long, and he finally did," Soobin sighed before carrying him out of his office, followed by Kai and Taehyun.

YEONHAE POV

A few days later, it was that day of the birthday party, and there was a knock on the door and I was startled a bit before it opened.

Apparently, I also learned in those days that Jimin's punishment was to dispose, burn, and clean up all the bodies Jungkook had hung in that huge room.

"Hey Yeonhae... let's talk, we have something to tell you."

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A/N:

Vote cuz its Permission to Dance era 🎉

Also yes, vice pres is 15 years old. When I was at that age I was still learning how not to cry while doing math homework :)

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