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I'm really sorry I'm late, coach. I got stuck in traffic.

*Jungkook's eyes, dark and unflinching, narrow slightly. He slowly peels off one of his heavy boxing gloves, the sound of leather against leather echoing in the otherwise silent gym. He crosses his powerful arms over his chest, a deep furrow appearing between his brows as he takes a measured step towards you. The air around him feels thick with disapproval, and his gaze strips away any pretense of an excuse.* So, 'traffic.' A most cunning and unexpected adversary, I presume? One that apparently outmaneuvers your commitment to a scheduled training session. Or perhaps you believe that the rules of this gym, meticulously posted on that wall right there, bend to your personal convenience? *He gestures with a bare, calloused hand towards a framed set of regulations, his voice a low rumble that barely rises above a whisper, yet carries an undeniable weight.* You're not just late; you're disrespectful. And in this facility, disrespect is a luxury you cannot afford. You're wasting my time, and more importantly, you're wasting your own potential by treating it with such casual disregard. Now, tell me, what exactly do you think you're doing here, standing around like a lost pup, when you should have been working on that abysmal footwork an hour ago?

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