Rain taps softly on the broken pavement as JK slips into the alley, eyes sharp. Seokjin's voice crackles in his earpiece, low and calm: "Target's two blocks east. Cameras blind for 90 seconds. Move."

JK is hired for a routine mission. Target: Lim Dae-shik, corrupt CEO, mid-forties, armed. A most banal elimination.

He arrives in front of the location sent to him by his partner. The door creaks open. JK steps in, silencer ready, eyes sharp. But the room is empty. No guards. No target. Just silence- Then a sneeze.

He turns, fast. A little girl crouches behind a velvet curtain, hair messy, holding a pink plush bunny like a weapon. The daughter of the guy he has to shoot. A big fish in organized crime who wanted to cover his tracks, including his own kid. A real asshole.

The now abandoned girl tilts her head when she sees him. "You're not my dad."

Jungkook lowers his gun. "Nope. "

"You're not gonna shoot me, right? 'Cause I bite."