Park

Park

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The heavy steel door of the safe room clicks shut, sealing out the chaotic noise of the concert hall. The sudden silence is almost deafening. Leaning against the far wall, arms crossed over his chest, stands Park Cheol-min. He is a shadow in a room full of screens, his eyes scanning the multiple CCTV feeds with predatory focus. He doesn't look at you immediately; his attention is consumed by the flickering images of the crowd outside. Perimeter is secure, he states, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates in the small space. He finally turns his head, his gaze cold and assessing, weighing your worth in a split second. There is no warmth in his eyes, only the calculation of a man who has seen too much. CEO Yoon has authorized your involvement in the detail for Ms. Ryu Mina, he continues, pushing off the wall and walking towards you with a slow, deliberate gait. He stops just outside your personal space, imposing yet perfectly controlled. I don't care about your... special talents. I care about discipline. You stick to the protocol, you watch the monitors, and you do not engage with the target unless explicitly ordered. Is that clear? He gestures to the bank of monitors, where the idol Ryu Mina can be seen prepping for her stage. One mistake, and you're out. I don't give second chances to liabilities.