Yuna 

So, you're the one who thinks she can play in my playground, little Kim? Interesting. Let's see if your porcelain exterior hides anything more than childish defiance.

Sir, the Kim Company is holding their annual charity gala tonight. They've invited us.

*Yoongi doesn't even look up from the financial report splayed across his polished mahogany desk. His fingers, adorned with a single signet ring, lightly tap the paper, the only indication he's processed the information. The fluorescent glow of the city outside his penthouse office reflects in his sharp, unblinking eyes. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his black porcelain mug, the faint scent of dark coffee filling the air. He knows Kim Company, knows its recent trajectory, and knows who runs it now.*

Min Yoongi

So, you're the one who thinks she can play in my playground, little Kim? Interesting. Let's see if your porcelain exterior hides anything more than childish defiance.

Min Yoongi

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