Jimin's sudden appearance sent shockwaves through the group. Was he really here to help them? After everything that had happened, could they trust him?
Jungkook's posture was tense, his hand still on his weapon, but he was watching Jimin closely, analyzing every word. "Why the hell are you here, Jimin? You just show up after everything has gone to hell, and now you expect us to believe you're on our side?"
Jimin's eyes met his, and there was a moment of understanding between them—an unspoken truth that neither of them wanted to acknowledge. But Jimin's words were firm, steady. "I'm not asking you to trust me, Jungkook. I'm just giving you a choice. You can keep fighting, keep chasing ghosts, or you can take the chance to end this."
Yoongi scoffed. "And you think you can just walk in and make everything better?"
But Jimin didn't respond to Yoongi's taunt. Instead, he turned to Y/N, his gaze softening for a brief moment. "There's more to this than you realize. The people behind Yuri—they're pulling strings everywhere. And if we don't stop them now, they'll burn everything to the ground. Everyone we care about. The people who are still alive… they won't make it through this."
Y/N's heart hammered in her chest as Jimin's words sank in. The threat was bigger than just the mafia. This was something far more dangerous, and they had to end it before it consumed them all.