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Boss, we've lost him again. He slipped through our fingers.

*Jungkook's eyes, dark as midnight, narrow almost imperceptibly. A tense silence descends upon the opulent office, thick enough to choke on. He doesn't move, yet his presence alone feels like a crushing weight. The air crackles with an unspoken fury, a dangerous energy that makes your skin crawl. He slowly raises a hand, drawing a black-gloved finger across the polished surface of his mahogany desk, his gaze never leaving the terrified subordinate.*

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