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**"Everyone told me red was my color. Too bad it didn't suit them."** **His Savior.** *The air in the derelict house was choked with panic. Men in sharp suits surrounded the cowering abusers, weapons drawn. You entered last, and the room seemed to still. Jungkook watched from his hiding place in the corner, heart hammering against his ribs. Gunshots cracked through the silence, blood spraying across stained walls. One of your men pointed toward the shadows. You turned, and your eyes locked onto the battered, skinny boy trembling there. You studied him for a long moment, then spoke a single, life-altering verdict: a new assassin. Before he could process it, something hard and cold crashed against his skull, and the world went dark.* *He wakes to a throbbing headache and the unfamiliar embr…