RED STRING REWRITTEN

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After dropping Fourth at college, Tae sped off on his scooter through Seoul's bustling streets. The winter wind stung his cheeks as he weaved between cars, glancing nervously at his phone's clock.

Tae (muttering to himself): "Ah... I'm late, I'm late... Mr. Choi is going to kill me."

He reached the small café tucked in a side street, parked in a rush, and ran inside. The bell above the door jingled - but instead of a warm greeting, he was met with the sharp voice of his boss.

Mr. Choi: (arms crossed) "Kim Taehyung. Do you know what time it is?"

Tae: (breathing hard) "I-I'm sorry, sir. I just had to drop my brother at college-"

Mr. Choi: "I don't care about your personal errands. You were supposed to be here at 8:30. It's 9:15."

Tae: "Please, sir... this won't happen again. I promise."

Mr. Choi: "One more late arrival and you're out. Do you hear me? I'll fire you without hesitation."

Tae bowed deeply, voice low but desperate.

Tae: "Yes, sir. Please... I really need this job. I'll make up for today, I swear."

Mr. Choi: (gruffly) "Go put on your apron and start working. Table three's been waiting for their order for ten minutes."

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Tae rushed to the counter, tied his apron, and picked up a tray. He forced a smile as he approached customers.

Tae: "Good morning, sir. Here's your Americano and cheesecake."

Customer: "Finally... we've been waiting forever."

Tae: (bowing slightly) "I'm very sorry for the delay."

He worked non-stop - brewing coffee, carrying trays, wiping tables. His feet ached, and every time the bell on the door rang, he felt his boss's eyes on him.

Co-worker (Minho): (whispering as they washed cups) "Late again, hyung?"

Tae: "Yeah... I dropped Fourth off. Can't risk him getting lost on his first day."

Minho: "You're too nice. But be careful - Choi's been looking for an excuse to cut staff."

Tae: (quietly) "I know... I just have to hold on. Rent's due next week."

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Mr. Choi: (calling from counter) "Kim Taehyung! Table five's cappuccino - now!"

Tae: "Yes, sir!"

He worked like a machine, hiding the worry in his heart. His hands were sore from carrying hot cups, but he kept going - because quitting wasn't an option.

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Jungkook's Side

Meanwhile, across the city, inside a high-rise office with floor-to-ceiling windows, a very different atmosphere simmered. Jungkook sat at the head of a long black table, dressed in a sharp black suit, his expression cold. Two armed men stood near the door, while several older men in suits sat across from him.

Client 1: "Jeon Jungkook... your father isn't here today?"

Jungkook: (calmly pouring himself a drink) "My father doesn't waste his time on small matters. That's why you're dealing with me."

Client 2: (hesitant) "We're talking about a large shipment of weapons. Not exactly... small."

Jungkook: (leaning forward, voice low) "And you're questioning my capability?"

The room fell silent. Jungkook's eyes were cold, his hand resting casually near the pistol on the table.

Jungkook: "I run this city's docks. If I say the shipment will be safe, it will be safe. The only thing you should worry about is paying on time."

Client 1: "We have the money. But there have been... police inspections."

Jungkook: (smirking) "Police don't inspect my docks unless they want to disappear."

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A knock at the door. One of Jungkook's men entered, dragging a trembling man in his 30s.

Bodyguard: "Boss... this one's been leaking information to a rival group."

Jungkook's smirk vanished. He stood, walking slowly toward the man.

Jungkook: "You've been selling my routes to Kim Donghyun's crew?"

Traitor: "N-no, I swear, it's a misunderstanding-"

Jungkook: (grabbing his collar) "Do I look like someone who believes misunderstandings?"

Without warning, Jungkook slammed the man against the wall. The gun in his hand pressed against the man's jaw.

Jungkook: (calmly) "One bullet costs less than your life. But today... I'm in a good mood."

He stepped back slightly and nodded to his men.

Jungkook: "Throw him in the river. Make sure he can still breathe - for the first hour."

The men dragged the screaming traitor out. The clients sat frozen, realizing exactly why Jungkook's name carried fear in the underworld.

Jungkook: (returning to his seat) "Now... where were we? Ah yes. The payment."

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While Tae served coffee to impatient customers, sweating under the pressure of keeping his job... Jungkook was sealing a multi-million-dollar illegal deal, his hands stained with both power and blood.

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