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Calm and relaxed, the man wearing a long black coat just left his house. Tonight, the brown-haired had work. A special mission, that was given to him two days ago. During those two days, the brown haired had developed his plan. How ? When ? That was the two main questions of his job. In fact, Jeon Jungkook was a hitman. His work consisted of killing people.

Those weren't random murders. They weren't the result of a psychologic failure, that gave killing wishes. They also weren't the source of uncontrolled madness. They weren't accidents. They weren't person kill wishes. No, Jungkook killed to live, to earn money. That was it, the real motivation.

People called him, they needed a professional murderer, who will not leave any traces behind him. Jeon Jungkook was known for his golden discretion, his serious, his extraordinary professionalism. Poeple in need didn't hesitate to contact him. They already knew that the work would be well done.

Jungkook's job, it was the dirty work that no one wanted to do, because they were scared to get caught. Killing someone, that was horrible. Jungkook, he did it with a certain distance. To him, he didn't have any judgement to do. He was paid, he had to kill. That was all.

Tonight, it was a woman. A company's boss well known in the country, a cosmetic business. We could call her a 'big fish' in the business world. Who said big head, would say a good amount of money. And this simple detail, was enough to persuade Jungkook to do it.

From the top of the building, surrounded by darkness, the brown haired was hiding in the shadows. The woman should leave her building, alone. It was ten at night. The time she left her workplace, on monday night. With no surprise, behind the main building, the brunette walked out. The place was calm, isolated, though at a few meters, there was a loud avenue. Jungkook, from the top of the building, hidden behind a pillar, held the viewfinder of his sniper in front of his eyes.

He could perfectly see the woman, she was looking for something in her bag. Two short seconds passed, the brown haired's breathing was silent.

« Farewell. »

The bullet was shot, the woman laid on the floor, a hundred meters away from him. She just died from being shot in the head. Jungkook was already leaving the building's roof, taking the emergency ladder, completely isolated. No one saw him. As always. Jeon Jungkook killed, but no one knew it was him, because his crimes, came close to perfection.

Tomorrow was another day, though the day after, the brown haired would kill someone else. This time, it was a man. A student. In two days, Jungkook will kill, probably in a university. And maybe his perfection would be failling.

« Kim Daejung. Twenty-one years old. Request to murder him for raping his little sister. Request made by his sister, today, 6:37 pm. The hitman's voice echoed in the flat, in a weird tone. Kim Taehyung's student, who is a literature teacher. Daejung only follows his teaching, which is six hours per week. He has class with him in two days, from four to six pm. The brown haired paused, reading the short file of his future victime. Perfect, he'll die in two days. »

Jeon Jungkook was an almost-perfect hitman. The only factor, that would make him rethink his murderer's capacities, will do it unvolunteery and he had a name. Kim Taehyung.

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Here's a 'foretaste' of Trash, hope you enjoyed it ! 

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