July 8, 2004
"Mafia member Yoon Daesoon, today I assign you a mission... with someone," the former vice president said as he walked towards the young boy.
"A mission with someone?! You don't trust me anymore? Is it because I fucked up last mission? But I succeeded in the end," a young, 19-year old boy whined as he stomped his foot on the ground.
19-year old Yoon Daesoon was nothing like his 25-year old self. He looked like a normal teenager. Instead of his usual ponytail, he had a small mullet and wore a simple suit with two straps that were buckled on his pants and strapped his two shoulders, a little bit more simple than his usual attire.
"You did very well Daesoon, but this guy you're partnering with is new and he would like to learn from you. He's like 3 years younger than you so he needs to learn a lot," the old vice president said before gesturing the the young boy beside him.
"Go on now, that's your senior and partner, Yoon Daesoon. This is Jeon Jungkook, a new mafia member," he said.
"This is him? The guy you mentioned who's older than me? He's.... shorter than I thought," Jungkook mumbled and that stroke a nerve in Daesoon's forehead.
"HAH?!"
"What did you just say to me?! I'm still growing you shrimp!" He fired back and Jungkook crossed his arms.
"You're 19, aren't ya? You're a young adult now, how about you go drink some milk? Shorty!" Jungkook snarled back.
"Shorty?! I'm still growing you bonehead!" He seethed and the vice president sighed as he walked away.
"Just so you know even if you're my senior and you're the one who's training me, I have no respect for you," Jungkook said.
"Who says I want your disgusting respect?" Daesoon growled as they continued bickering.
"Vice President, is it even... allowed for both of them to be in the Mafia, working together?" The secretary asked and the former vice president sighed.
"What can I say? Something tells me those two will go along splendidly... in their own way," he smiled as he stared at the two young boys.
"You see, Daesoon and Jungkook are complete opposites, but somehow they suit each other so much. What more beautiful would it be if they work together?" He said.
"But... at the end of the day they'll probably rip each other's throats out."
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"Working with a brat like you... I hate it here," Daesoon rolled his eyes and Jungkook rolled his eyes back.
"If you keep complaining, you'll look older quicker. Thus making you look even more shorter," he replied and Daesoon snapped his head at him.
"Huh? The nerve to say that, you twick," Daesoon said as he kept driving.
"But at the same time, we're aiming for the same goal, so I'm fine," Jungkook groaned as he stuffed his cold hands in his pockets.
"For a 16-year old, you're like one of those troublemakers in school," he tsked.
"Never went to school anyway."
"So that's why you have no respect for elders."
"Shut it! I do have respect, only for the president because he took me in!"
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"So... you wield a knife perfectly," Daesoon said as he observed his partner.
"Where did you learn it?" He asked.
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