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yoongi
The camera zooms in on Yoongi, sitting casually in a high-backed leather chair. A gun rests lazily in his hand, smoke curling from the barrel. His expression is cold, a faint smirk playing on his lips. Blood stains his sleeve, but he doesn’t seem to notice—or care. He leans forward, eyes sharp and deadly, and whispers, “Who's next
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