That whole act that Hitman Bang had pulled was true. Yes, he did kill a man. And yes, he killed the man in front of seven pairs of wavering eyes. Hitman Bang never seemed like the person who would do such an act. He looked like the sweetest boss that one could possibly have, but now everyone knew the idea that looks can be deceiving. 

It was all a trap since the very beginning- once you're in, you can't get out. Hitman Bang purposely killed that man in front of the boys for a reason. He wanted the boys to become assassins under his control. Since they witnessed it, they had to do what Hitman Bang says or else they will die. They didn't want that, nobody wanted that- they were only at the beginning of their youth.

Who would've thought that such a wonderful boss would make such a meticulous plan just to set up the boys for blackmail? Of course, no one did. 

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Jungkook was only fifteen when he arrived in Seoul all alone. His bunny smile was bright as ever when he got the chance to fulfill his dream as a singer. He was strong and intelligent for his age- he was capable. He never talked much but he had many thoughts. 

Since Jungkook is the youngest member of Bangtan, he is often mistaken as someone who's vulnerable. People shouldn't underestimate his capabilities. Jungkook wasn't called golden for nothing, as he was able to do anything his mind had set upon.

When he turned sixteen, a few months after Bangtan's official debut, Jungkook completed his first task that was given by Hitman Bang. Jungkook was never hesitant when he had to kill someone. He threw away all his emotions. He became the first member to become an official assassin. No training was involved, Jungkook was just born with the qualities of an assassin. 

For every person he killed, the feeling of regret never crossed his mind once. And with each person he killed, he thought of it as an achievement. He was a competitive child after all.

When he turned seventeen, he had already murdered more than one hundred men, mostly businessmen who were committing fraud. These people deserved a punishment and it just so happened to be death. Jungkook knew the difference between good and evil, he would never kill a good man. 

The scent of blood often lingered after every encounter he had. He was good with guns and knives. His aim was perfect, he hit every target that he laid his eyes on. He always aimed for the sweet spot- the head, one shot one kill. He was merciless.

His taekwondo skills came to good use whenever he blew his cover and his targeted people located him. He threw the hardest punches- punches that could break one's bones. Blood would be spat out of the victim's mouth onto his white t-shirt every time he hit their face. However, he rarely got a scratch on himself.

The blood on his clothes would only be a stain, a memory, that would remind him of what he had done. His thirst of serving others their deserved punishment grew more and more by the time he turned eighteen.

By the time he was nineteen, he had already done things people wouldn't think someone in their teens would do. Jungkook often helped his hyungs with their tasks since they were more afraid of the job than he was. That's why Jungkook accepted his fate first.

Jungkook took off his mask and looked at his Rolex then smirked, "A new record."

He stared at the scattered bodies in front of him and laughed. These men that laid on the ground in front of him were also assassins who targeted Hitman Bang. Jungkook would never let anyone get to Hitman Bang before he did. He knew a lot of things, he knew that if someone got to his boss first, his hyungs would be exposed too, he didn't want that.

Jungkook took another good look at his accomplishment of the day before striking a match and setting the property on fire, leaving the bodies to slowly become ashes.