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The two tall men held each other's gazes with so much hate that Seokjin was about to avert his gaze from the man's brown orbs. But he was not backing down that easily. He was not giving up.

"Brave of you to assume I would care,"

The glare intensified and it felt like they were staring holes in each other's skulls.

"but truth is, none of it matters.

"Was it really worth it? Your life for my men's? Their lives?"

This caused him to look away. Had it really been worth all of it? Was there even hope left for him?

But Seokjin knew there was still one more of them left. Taehyung was still breathing. And he was only meters away.

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