08
The city’s golden hues fade into twilight, and Jungkook stands in front of his mirror, staring at the stranger reflected back at him. Gone is the determined journalist with his simple attire and notebook. In his place is a poised man, adorned in an elegant suit that glimmers under the dim light of his apartment. His hair, neatly brush. But his eyes remain sharp, filled with equal parts anxiety and resolve.
Jeon Jungkook
"I’ve spent months chasing shadows, connecting threads that lead back to a name no one dares speak aloud—THV. Whoever he is, he’s untouchable. But tonight, I might finally get close enough to see the truth for myself."
He steps away from the mirror, picking up a small, inconspicuous recorder that fits neatly into the bag lying on his bed. His hands tremble as he places it inside, alongside a tiny, sharp blade disguised as a hand accessory. The tools of someone prepared to venture into enemy territory.
Jeon Jungkook
(to himself, murmuring)
"I’ve always wanted to expose the underworld, but this... this is different. It’s not just a story anymore."
Jeon Jungkook
(to himself)" you are strong Jungkook. You can do this".
His gaze flickers to a photograph in his mobile. It’s a faded image of his friend. The weight of his death—labeled an accident but shrouded in mystery—settles heavily on his chest.
Jeon Jungkook
"You died chasing the truth. I won’t let your story end there. If THV is the man pulling the strings, I’ll bring him to light."
Taking a deep breath, he glances at the invitation resting on his table. It’s embossed with gold lettering, addressed to him pseudonym: “Mr Park jonwoo.” A fake name, a fake life he’s created for nights like this, where he walks among the elite, pretending to be one of them.
Earlier that week, Jungkook had pieced together the trail that led to the party. An invitation-only event hosted by one of the city’s most influential businessmen—Kim Taehyung. His name had surfaced multiple times in his investigation, but never with any direct evidence tying him to the syndicates. Still, his instincts told him this wasn’t a coincidence.
Jeon Jungkook
(to his editor, over the phone):
"I’m telling you, this man is more than just a billionaire businessman. His businesses? They’re a front. I’m sure of it."
jisoo ( Jungkook's Editor)
"Jungkook, I know you’re passionate about this, but you don’t have proof. And if you crash this party and get caught, no one will come to save you. Are you sure about this?"
Jeon Jungkook
"I have to go. If I can just get close to him—find something, anything—I can finally connect the dots. This isn’t just about the story anymore."
jisoo ( Jungkook's Editor)
(sighing)
"Just... be careful. And don’t get yourself killed."
Jeon Jungkook
Back in the present, "These people—their wealth, their power—they think they’re untouchable. They think people like me can’t fight back. But tonight, I’ll show them they’re wrong."
Jeon Jungkook
"This one’s for you, my friend."
With that, he grabs his phone , dons a black mask of confidence, and steps out into the night. The path ahead is treacherous, but he knows he’s closer than ever to uncovering the truth.
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