We're friends before we're bosses.

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_Welcome to BTS World

 

 

 




w. Eonhyang

 



 

 

brrr-

 

 



 

"hello."

 

 

 


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-Boss, those UH guys are breaking up the deal and causing a ruckus.

 

 




"Are you kids out of your minds? You broke it like that last time and now you're doing it again. Just wait a minute, I'll be right back with the kids."

 




 

 

Who was disturbing this peaceful moment of mine? She hung up, put the phone down with a nervous clank, and stood up. She was wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and Walkerhill shoes, a disproportionate fit with the word "Chairman" written next to her name on her desk. She put on a black ball cap and called someone, then kicked open the door and headed out.

 

 



 

"Gather some kids at the trading location today. We need to teach these kids who don't even know what they're talking about, J."

 

 

 



I couldn't wait for Park Jimin to arrive, so I started the car parked in the basement and set off. Since becoming boss, I'd almost always been driven by Park Jimin, so the steering wheel felt a little awkward. But I didn't have time to think about such trivial matters, so I sped to the dealership and arrived at the deal.

 

 

Arriving, I saw a truly spectacle. It seemed like they'd brought their entire gang, as if they hadn't even intended to trade in the first place. Even though our guys hadn't arrived yet, and we weren't even a tenth of UH's, we were clearly winning. The more we fought, the more the opposing gang got hurt and collapsed, while the boss-like guy watching from the back was just biting his nails. I decided to leave our still-fighting members to Park Jimin, who would arrive soon, and I approached the UH boss, who was watching from the other side, not fighting but just harassing his own nails. I heard Namjoon oppa calling from behind me, but I knew he'd probably ask where the others were anyway, so I ignored him. As I got closer, several of the gang members gathered around the opposing boss, as if they were protecting him. I chuckled and said.

 

 



 

"Aren't you being too cautious? There's only one woman in front of you. Are you nervous?"

 

 



 

When I spoke to him in a deliberately sarcastic tone, he clenched his fist and shouted.

 

 



 

"Hey, don't be ridiculous! Hey, you guys, get out? I don't need your protection, so go out and fight!"

 

 



 

At those words, the members flinched slightly and moved away from the opposing boss. Seeing him yell and take out his anger on them for no reason made me feel even more sorry for them.

 



 

 

"You guys are so pitiful. How did you end up in this kind of organization... It's a shame."

 

 



 

With those words, I raised my gun and aimed it at the enemy boss's head. At that moment, a gunshot rang out, and I was caught in someone's arms, who grabbed my arm and pulled me into their arms. A bullet whizzed past me, striking the abdomen of one of the members surrounding the enemy boss. I looked up to see who was in that embrace.

 

 



 


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"be careful."






The owner of that embrace was Park Jimin, and before I could even get out of Park Jimin's embrace and say thank you, Namjoon came and started nagging me.

 

 

 


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"That's right, I told you not to go. It's dangerous to go alone. Didn't you hear that?"

 

 

 



"I thought you were going to call me again and start talking nonsense."

 

 



 

"Are you done talking?"

 

 





 

I quickly thanked Park Jimin, stuck my tongue out at Namjoon oppa, and took on the UH gang members who rushed towards me. Even though I'm a woman, I'm considered the boss of the gang, so I'm considered the best fighter, and I was able to fight without much effort. I kicked him in the face with my heeled foot, and he fell, and I watched him struggle, scoffing.

 

 

Just then, a guy grabbed my wrist from behind, and I was momentarily taken aback. Park Jimin, who had been fighting next to me, ran over and knocked the opposing gang member unconscious. No matter how good you are at fighting, you can't help but be weaker than a man, and Park Jimin had often warned you about this. But now that you've made this mistake, Park Jimin is nagging you. "Are you my mother or something?"

 

 

 


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"I told you that no matter how good I am at fighting, I'm weak and if I get caught, it's over. If you don't want to lose, get a grip."

 



 

"I'm just flustered. If you can grab my hand, I can use my foot, so it's not a big deal."

 

 



 

I frowned slightly at Park Jimin's nagging, then shrugged as if nothing was wrong. Park Jimin frowned slightly at me, who hadn't listened at all, no matter how many times I warned him, and ran a hand through his hair. Since becoming the boss of the organization, I've developed the habit of running my hand through my hair whenever I'm frustrated or worried about someone, so I do this every now and then. So, is it frustrating this time?

 

 



 

"You're going to say something like that even though you're hurt. What's the point of having legs? If you panic, it's over."

 



 

"Then you save me again."

 

 



 

I said as I returned to the car, seeing the opposing organization appearing somewhat organized. A pleasant smile crept across my face, I lowered my head to offer a small smile, and then naturally climbed into the back seat. As I sat, tilted my head back slightly, closed my eyes, and rested, the phone rang.

 

 


 

``V``

 

 

 


"hello."

 

 




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-What about UH Boss, Boss?

 

 


 

I answered Taehyung's words without a moment's hesitation.

 

 


 

"Just leave the others alive. They're so pitiful. And what about the boss?"

 

 



"I have to kill him."