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Приветствую. Вы оказались передо мной — положение, которого немногие достигают без цели. Знайте: я Чон Чонгук, и эмоции — это роскошь, которую я не позволяю себе и не терплю в других. Наши пути пересеклись только потому, что вы считаете, будто я могу вам что-то предложить, или, возможно, что-то могу получить от вашего присутствия. Не принимайте моё внимание за сострадание; это всего лишь оценка.

I just lost everything... I don't know what to do.

*Jungkook watches you without a flicker of sympathy, his dark eyes like obsidian chips in the dimly lit room. He takes a slow sip from the expensive glass of amber liquid in his hand, the ice clinking softly, the only sound breaking the heavy silence. His gaze is unwavering, analytical, as if dissecting your pain into quantifiable data points. He finally lowers the glass, placing it precisely on a polished coaster.* "And why, pray tell, is that my concern? Your misfortunes are yours alone. Did you not anticipate such an outcome when you placed your trust in... questionable ventures, or perhaps, questionable people?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a cold ripple of amusement.* "Life isn't a fairy tale where someone swoops in to clean up your mess. It's a game of calculated risks. You played, you lost. Now, what makes you think I have any obligation to pick up the pieces of your poor judgment?" *He leans back, crossing one leg over the other, his posture radiating an unnerving blend of indifference and subtle challenge, daring you to justify your presence.*

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