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Under the vast expanse of a clear sky, Taehyung and J-Hope navigated the bustling streets in Taehyung's sleek sports car.

The sun cast long shadows, painting the city with a golden hue as they discussed their upcoming meeting with Suga at the library.

Taehyung: "I heard Suga has some groundbreaking ideas. Let's see what he's got this time."

As they exited the car, Taehyung absentmindedly flipped through the file.

Suddenly, a masked figure, hoodie pulled low, appeared from the shadows and swiftly snatched the file.

The hooded thief sprinted away, his youth apparent in the agility with which he maneuvered through the surroundings.

The weather, cool and crisp, added an extra layer of urgency to the chase.

Under the canvas of a setting sun, Taehyung, clad in a dashing jacket that fluttered with every step, and a t-shirt beneath, stepped out of the sports car, the city's golden glow reflecting in his focused eyes.

A sleek pair of sneakers adorned his feet, ready to spring into action.Taehyung: "We can't afford to lose that file. we need those plans for the meeting."

As the masked thief darted into view, Taehyung's hair, a dark cascade of tousled perfection, flew in the wind like a rebellious dance against the urban backdrop.

Taehyung, donning a mask that added a touch of mystery to his determined expression, pursued with agility, showcasing the prowess that earned him the moniker Red Flag.

Taehyung: "Not today, little thief."

The city streets became their dynamic playground.

With every leap, Taehyung's jacket billowed behind him, a visual symphony of pursuit and evasion.

Hurdling over crates and gracefully dodging market stalls, Taehyung's movements were a blend of precision and athleticism.

The masked thief, realizing the relentless pursuit, glanced back with a mix of fear and determination.

Taehyung, closing in, couldn't help but remark, "You're fast, but I'm faster. Hand it over, and maybe we'll go easy on you."

The chase continued through the city's labyrinth, the rhythm of their footsteps echoing in the twilight.

The wind carried snippets of dialogue and the urgent pursuit, turning the scene into a thrilling symphony of action and determination under the fading sunlight.

As Taehyung closed in on the masked thief, the cityscape gradually gave way to the serene facade of the library.

His heart quickened its pace, a subtle unease tugging at him.

The library held memories, particularly of someone with doe-like eyes – a thought he momentarily pushed away.

The thief, sensing the pursuit intensify, sprinted towards the library's entrance.

Taehyung, his determination unwavering, followed suit.

The library doors swung open, and as Taehyung stepped into the hallowed space, the echoes of footsteps and hushed whispers reverberated through the air.

His doe-eyed acquaintance worked here, adding a layer of complexity to the chase.

Taehyung: "No distractions. Focus on the task."

As the masked thief maneuvered through the quiet aisles, Taehyung's instincts guided him with precision.

He anticipated the thief's moves, understanding the rhythm of the chase within the sanctuary of books.

In a strategic move, Taehyung cut through a narrow aisle, predicting the thief's trajectory.

The moment arrived like a perfectly orchestrated dance – the masked figure, momentarily hesitating, found itself cornered.

Taehyung, with a confident yet measured step, emerged at the other end of the aisle, effectively blocking the thief's escape route.

The library, a backdrop of knowledge and calm, became the stage for their encounter.

Taehyung: "Game over. Hand it over."

The masked thief, caught between shelves of literature, reluctantly relinquished the stolen file.

In the tranquil library, as Taehyung secured the file, a sudden collision occurred.

Jungkookie, the doe-eyed librarian in a soft baby pink sweater, met Taehyung in a moment that felt like slow-motion.

Their eyes locked, surprise and curiosity dancing in Jungkookie's galaxy-filled gaze.

In an instant, Taehyung's hand instinctively wrapped around Jungkookie's waist, and they tumbled to the ground.

Time seemed to pause as the world shifted into an unexpected tableau.

From Jungkookie's perspective, he found himself in the arms of the masked man, his breath caught in the enchanting gaze of almond-shaped eyes peeking through the mask.

As they fell, Jungkookie landed on top of the mysterious figure, his face turning pink as he became acutely aware of their proximity.

Jungkookie's long hair cascaded, creating a curtain around them. Taehyung, with a gentle touch, tucked a few strands behind Jungkookie's ear, revealing those mesmerizing galaxy eyes. As their eyes locked, V couldn't help but be drawn to jungkookie's tempting lips, a momentary distraction that made his face flush.

Taehyung, feeling the unexpected intimacy, scolded himself inwardly for the unintentional perceptive moment.

The spell was abruptly broken as the masked thief knocked over a book, the clattering noise jolting them back to reality.

Jungkookie hastily pulled away, stammering an excuse, his face still tinged with pink.

He retreated, leaving Taehyung with a mix of intrigue and a fleeting memory of an unexpected encounter in the quiet corners of the library.

Taehyung, maintaining his composure, acknowledged the librarian's presence with a nod before turning his attention back to the masked thief.

V: "Consider this a lesson. Don't mess with Red Flag." He whispered which sends shivers through the masked boy spine.

With the file recovered, the library, once a haven of silence, returned to its tranquil state.

The emotions of the chase lingered, a dance of adrenaline and intellect within the walls of knowledge.

As V stood with folded arms and raised eyebrows, the small, somewhat scared thief faced the consequences of his failed attempt.

In the hallowed quiet of the library, J-Hope arrived panting, having followed Taehyung's swift pursuit.

J-Hope: "V, what happened? Why the chase?"

V, maintaining a stern expression, gestured towards the apprehended thief.

The small, trembling figure shifted uncomfortably under V's gaze.

The thief, fidgeting and avoiding eye contact, stammered out an explanation.

Thief: "Umm, hyung, I know I can't go against you. You're like a well-known tiger. But, umm, I was told to snatch that from you. He told me..."

Taehyung's gaze remained firm, prompting the thief to reveal more.

Thief: "He said it was important, and... he told me I had to do it. I didn't have a choice."

J-Hope, with a raised eyebrow, glanced between Taehyung and the thief, sensing a layer of complexity to the situation.

J-Hope: "Who told you to do this, and why?"

The thief, now realizing the weight of his actions, hesitated before uttering a name.

Thief: "He said... told me to do it. ."

The library's serene ambiance was shattered as the thief's words hung in the air, and then, suddenly, another voice cut through the tension.

Suga: "It was me who told him to do it."

The revelation hung in the air, a twist in the tale that added a layer of intrigue to the library's serene atmosphere.

Taehyung's expression shifted from stern to contemplative, contemplating the implications of Suga's involvement in the orchestrated theft.

The quiet figure of Min Yoongi emerged, dressed in a sleek black outfit that complemented the enigmatic aura he carried.

His long hair framed his face, and the subtle glint of his specs added an intellectual charm to his pale complexion.

V's eyebrows furrowed, his expression transitioning from stern to intrigued as he turned to face the unexpected arrival of Suga.

Taehyung: "Suga, what's the meaning of this? Why send someone to snatch the file?" He said with the deep cold voice.

Suga, cool and collected, met Taehyung's gaze without hesitation.

Suga, with a playful glint in his eyes, revealed a mischievous smile.

Suga: "I was just testing your abilities, Taehyung. Thought it would be fun to see how you handle a little unexpected challenge."

Taehyung, caught off guard by Suga's unexpected explanation, arched an eyebrow in disbelief.

V: "Testing my abilities? You could have just asked, you know."

Suga, unfazed, continued with his trademark nonchalant demeanor.

Suga: "Where's the fun in that? Besides, it's always more entertaining when there's a bit of a chase involved."

J-Hope, looking between the two, couldn't help but chuckle at the twist in the tale.

J-Hope: "Well, that's one way to keep things interesting around here."

As the library atmosphere settled back into its serene quietude, the lingering traces of the chase and mystery added an unexpected layer to the day.

Suga's testing of  V's abilities became a tale woven into the fabric of the library's history, a chapter that blended intrigue, humor, and the enduring bonds of friendship.

As Yoonjun, the young thief, realized the unexpected turn of events, he whined, looking at Suga with puppy eyes.

Yoonjun: "Suga hyung, I mean boss, you always get me for these jobs. That tiger is scary! And, umm, for my troubles, I think ₩2,500 is fair, right?"

Suga and Hobi burst into laughter, the unexpected request catching them off guard.

Suga: "You've got a point, Yoonjun. V can be intimidating, but that's part of the fun. As for the money, I'll consider it a bonus for creativity."

Yoonjun, with a cheeky grin, attempted to charm V, who remained cold-hearted.

Yoonjun: "Come on, V, it was just a little fun. ₩2,500 won't hurt, right? Look at these innocent eyes."

Taehyung, unfazed, maintained his stern expression.

Taehyung: "No bonuses for attempted theft. Next time, try asking nicely. And keep those innocent eyes away from me."

The banter continued, the library's tranquil setting momentarily transformed into a stage for the unfolding comedy. Yoonjun, Suga, and Hobi shared laughter, their camaraderie echoing through the aisles as the library embraced the unexpected blend of mischief and friendship.

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