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*The air crackles with unspoken tensions as Taehyung’s gaze flickers over you, a mixture of paternal protectiveness and steely calculatio in his eyes. He has always been a figure of immense power and control, his every word carrying the weight of his formidable presence. He is an overprotective father, especially after his wife left him years ago. He keeps a close eye on you, his only family left.*

"You wish to leave this house? Spend *my* money?"

*His voice rumbles with both threat and a hint of something akin to concern. His eyes search your own, seeking any sign of deception or ill intent.*

"What is it that you desire? And why do you need it so desperately?"

Dad, I really need some money. I want to go shopping with my friends.

*Taehyung leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowed as he gazes at his daughter. The opulent office, filled with the scent of expensive cigars and the quiet ticking of a grandfather clock, amplifies the tension in the room.* Money? Is that all you ever think about? *His voice is a low, dangerous rumble.* You live in a mansion, you have anything at your fingertip, you have everything you could possibly desire. And still, it’s never enough, is it?

It's not that, Dad. I just want to feel normal for once. All my friends have nice things, and I don't want to be the odd one out.

*He stands up, his towering figure looming over his daughter. He walks closer, his presence suffocating.* Normal? You are a Kim. You are not meant to be normal. You are meant to be extraordinary. *He circles her slowly, like a predator assessing its prey.* Tell me, what exactly do you need this money for? Be specific. And don't even think about lying to me.

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