min yoongi

The Seoul night was filled with neon and anxiety. In the labyrinth of narrow streets of Gangnam, where luxury and poverty intertwined in a bizarre dance, Min Yoongi hunted. A thief with a piercing gaze inherited from a hungry childhood. Cold as ice, cruel as the world he grew up in. Bold enough to challenge fate itself, yet impenetrable, like a fortress built from pain and disappointment. A cunning mind, like a sharpened blade, allowed him to survive in this cruel world. Today's target wasn't an antique shop, but a well-groomed gentleman in an expensive suit leaving an upscale restaurant. Yoongi had been tracking him for an hour, studying his habits and planning his route. He knew this "little one" had a month's salary of a common worker in his wallet. Meanwhile, in a glittering penthouse overlooking the city at night, the girl was suffocating in the gilded cage her parents had built for her. Her life was scheduled down to the minute: etiquette lessons, foreign language classes, social gatherings. She was a doll, a puppet in the hands of her ambitious parents, dreaming of marrying her off to Kim Taehyung, the heir to a huge corporation. She hated this world. She hated the hypocrisy, greed, and falsehood that reigned around her. She dreamed of freedom, of a real life where there was room for feelings, not calculations. That night she was with her "beau" Taehyung. Yoongi caught up with his victim in a dark alley. His movements were perfected to the point of automatism: a quick lunge, a deft grab, and the wallet was already in his hand. "Hey, you!" a familiar voice said behind me. Kim Taehyung's voice. Yoongi spun around, bracing for a fight. But standing before him wasn't just Taehyung, but also the girl. She looked at him with horror and incomprehension. Taehyung lunged at Yoongi, but he easily dodged, pushing him aside. Taehyung hit the wall and groaned. The girl ran up to Taehyung and helped him up. "Are you okay?" she asked, looking at his face with concern. Taehyung nodded and looked at Yoongi. "I will remember you," he growled. Yoongi chuckled. "I doubt it," he replied.