The Jeon Mansion was peaceful.

Too peaceful.

Which usually meant something terrible was about to happen.

"WHERE IS MY COFFEE?!"

A loud shout echoed through the mansion.

Servants immediately started running for their lives.

In the middle of the living room stood Jeon Jungkook.

CEO.

Billionaire.

Heartless.

Cold.

Handsome.

And currently losing a battle against Monday morning.

"Sir, your coffee is coming!"

"Then why isn't it here yet?"

The servant nearly cried.

Upstairs, Kim Seokjin rolled his eyes.

"For someone who owns three companies, he acts like a toddler."

Namjoon looked up from his newspaper.

"He's your son."

"Unfortunately."

"HYUNG!"

Jungkook's offended scream came from downstairs.

Jin smiled proudly.

"See? Toddler."

Meanwhile...

Yoongi was peacefully sleeping.

Or at least trying to.

Until Jimin jumped on him.

"WAKE UP!"

Yoongi opened one eye.

"No."

Hoseok appeared behind Jimin.

"We're going shopping."

"No."

"We're buying food."

"No."

"We're buying mint chocolate."

Yoongi sat up immediately.

"Why didn't you say so?"

Jimin stared.

Hoseok stared.

Yoongi stared back.

"What?"

The mansion was complete chaos.

As usual.

Unfortunately...

Nobody knew that today's chaos was only the beginning.

---Time skip to..

JEON CORPORATION

Employees were working peacefully.

Until their CEO arrived.

The moment Jungkook stepped inside...

Everyone lowered their heads.

The atmosphere instantly became terrifying.

Click.

Click.

Click.

His expensive shoes echoed across the floor.

Cold face.

Cold eyes.

Cold aura.

Even the air conditioner felt unnecessary.

"Good morning, sir."

Silence.

"Sir, today's meeting—"

Silence.

"Sir, these documents need—"

Silence.

One employee whispered.

"Does he ever smile?"

Another employee whispered back.

"I heard he smiled once."

"When?"

"Five years ago."

Everyone gasped.

"A REAL SMILE?"

"Legend says yes."

Meanwhile Jungkook entered the elevator.

Ding.

The doors closed.

And peace returned to the building.

After a long meeting...

Jungkook finally escaped.

He was exhausted.

Annoyed.

Hungry.

And one inconvenience away from committing crimes.

As he walked across a busy street...

BAM!

Something crashed into his leg.

Jungkook looked down.

A child.

A very tiny child.

The tiny child looked up.

Jungkook looked down.

They stared at each other.

Three seconds.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

The child frowned.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Jungkook blinked.

What?

The child crossed his arms.

"Did you lose your glasses?"

Excuse me?

Jungkook narrowed his eyes.

"You bumped into me."

The child looked offended.

"No."

"..."

"You were standing in my way."

"..."

"Move next time."

"..."

Jungkook was speechless.

For the first time in years.

Speechless.

The child looked around.

"Hm."

Then he nodded.

"Yep."

"Yep what?"

"You look grumpy."

Jungkook's eye twitched.

"I am not grumpy."

"You look like someone stole your snacks."

"..."

"Or your boyfriend."

"..."

"What?"

The child tilted his head.

"Nothing."

Jungkook felt a headache forming.

Who raised this creature?

The child suddenly pointed.

"Oh."

"What now?"

"Your face."

"What about it?"

"It's nice."

Jungkook blinked.

Then the child continued.

"Mine is nicer though."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Was he arguing with a five-year-old?

The answer was yes.

And he was losing.

The child checked a small watch on his wrist.

"Oh no."

He gasped dramatically.

"I'm late."

Jungkook almost laughed.

The child looked like a tiny businessman.

"Late for what?"

"My life."

"What?"

"I have important things to do."

"Such as?"

"Being amazing."

Jungkook stared.

The child stared back proudly.

Suddenly a school bus honked nearby.

The child's eyes widened.

"My ride!"

Without warning...

He grabbed Jungkook's expensive coat.

Used it to balance himself.

And climbed onto a nearby bench.

"HEY—"

Too late.

The child jumped down.

Then pointed at Jungkook.

"Old man."

Jungkook froze.

Old man?

OLD MAN?!

"I'm not old!"

"I'm five."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Everyone is old compared to me."

Jungkook nearly lost his mind.

The child smiled.

A bright bunny smile.

For some reason...

It felt familiar.

Strangely familiar.

But before Jungkook could think about it—

The child waved.

"Bye-bye, grumpy man."

Then he ran away.

Just like that.

Gone.

Leaving behind a furious CEO.

And one very confused heart.

Jungkook stared after him.

Something felt weird.

The kid's eyes.

His smile.

His attitude.

Even the way he spoke...

It felt familiar.

Too familiar.

Jungkook shook his head.

Ridiculous.

He didn't know that child.

And he would probably never see him again.

After all...

What were the chances?

Fate, however, was currently laughing very hard.

Because that tiny disaster wasn't finished with him yet.

Not even close.

To be continued..😼

Jeon Jungkook had survived many things in life.

Business rivals.

Media scandals.

Hostile shareholders.

His mother's cooking experiments.

And one time Namjoon tried to fix the Wi-Fi.

That was traumatic.

But nothing...

Absolutely nothing...

Could have prepared him for that tiny child.

The brat.

The menace.

The walking headache.

The child who called him "old man."

Jungkook was still offended.

It had been three hours.

Three whole hours.

And he was STILL offended.

"Sir?"

"Hm."

"The investors approved the project."

"Hm."

"The company's profits increased."

"Hm."

"Sir, are you listening?"

"No."

The assistant sighed.

Jungkook stared out the window.

For some reason, that weird kid kept appearing in his thoughts.

His face.

His smile.

His attitude.

Especially his attitude.

The child had enough confidence to run a small country.

A dangerous country.

With no laws.

And unlimited snacks.

---

Meanwhile...

Across the city...

A certain tiny criminal was causing problems.

"Jeon Gukk."

The teacher smiled.

"What's two plus two?"

Gukk sighed dramatically.

"Teacher."

"Yes?"

"I think we're past this stage."

"..."

"The answer is four."

The teacher smiled awkwardly.

"Very good."

Gukk nodded.

"I know."

The teacher's eye twitched.

The entire class was used to him by now.

After all...

Gukk wasn't a normal child.

He was the type of child who corrected teachers.

Corrected textbooks.

And once corrected Google.

Nobody knew how.

During lunch break...

The children were happily eating.

Gukk was sitting alone.

Reading a science book.

Upside down.

Because apparently reading normally was too boring.

A little girl approached him.

"Gukk."

"Hm."

"Do you want cookies?"

"No."

The girl looked confused.

"Why not?"

"My papa said never accept food from strangers."

"We've been classmates for three years."

"Still suspicious."

The girl walked away.

Heartbroken.

---

Later that afternoon...

The school organized a small educational trip.

The children were excited.

The teachers were excited.

Only Gukk looked disappointed.

"Do I have to go?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because it's educational."

"I already know things."

The teacher almost cried.

---

Meanwhile...

At Jeon Corporation.

Jungkook was suffering.

Again.

The company was hosting a charity event.

Which meant children would be visiting.

Jungkook hated children.

They were loud.

Sticky.

Unpredictable.

Like tiny drunk people.

"Sir."

His assistant smiled nervously.

"The children are arriving."

Wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.

Jungkook considered jumping out the window.

Then remembered he was on the 27th floor.

Unfortunate.

Very unfortunate.

---

A few minutes later...

The building became chaos.

Children everywhere.

Running.

Laughing.

Touching things they shouldn't touch.

Jungkook immediately locked himself inside his office.

Peace.

Silence.

Happiness.

Then—

BANG!

His office door opened.

Jungkook looked up.

And instantly regretted it.

The tiny menace.

The brat.

The old-man-caller.

Jeon Gukk.

"YOU."

They both shouted together.

Silence.

The assistant looked between them.

Very confused.

"You know each other?"

"No."

"Unfortunately."

Again.

They spoke at the same time.

Gukk looked disgusted.

Jungkook looked offended.

The assistant wanted a raise.

---

Gukk walked into the office.

Like he owned it.

Like he paid taxes.

Like he signed Jungkook's salary.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"Walking."

"..."

"Can you not see?"

The child's confidence was illegal.

Jungkook took a deep breath.

Patience.

He needed patience.

"Where's your teacher?"

"Looking for me."

"Why?"

"I escaped."

"..."

"You WHAT?"

Gukk shrugged.

"The tour was boring."

"Boring?"

"Very."

"This is a billion-dollar company."

"Exactly."

"..."

"It's just adults staring at screens."

The assistant accidentally laughed.

Jungkook glared.

The assistant stopped breathing.

---

Suddenly...

Gukk's eyes landed on Jungkook's desk.

Specifically...

The expensive chocolate box.

The very expensive chocolate box.

The imported chocolate box.

The chocolate box Jungkook was saving.

Gukk pointed.

"What's that?"

"No."

"I didn't even ask."

"The answer is still no."

Gukk gasped.

"You don't share?"

"No."

"That's selfish."

"That's mine."

Gukk looked disappointed.

Then betrayed.

Then personally victimized.

Like Jungkook had committed a crime.

"Wow."

"What?"

"My papa was right."

Jungkook frowned.

"What did your papa say?"

Gukk crossed his arms.

"He said handsome men are dangerous."

The room became silent.

For some reason...

Those words hit differently.

Jungkook's heart skipped.

Just once.

Just for a second.

A strange feeling appeared.

A feeling he couldn't explain.

But before he could think—

The teacher burst inside.

"GUKK!"

"Oh."

"There you are!"

The teacher looked exhausted.

Like she had aged ten years.

"Sorry, Mr. Jeon."

"It's fine."

"It is not."

Gukk corrected immediately.

Everyone stared.

The teacher sighed.

"I apologize."

Jungkook looked at Gukk.

Gukk looked at Jungkook.

Then smiled.

A mischievous.

Dangerous.

Adorable smile.

"Bye, old man."

Jungkook nearly stood up.

"I AM NOT OLD!"

But Gukk was already running away.

Laughing.

Leaving behind chaos.

Again.

And for the second time that week...

Jeon Jungkook found himself staring after that strange little boy.

Without knowing why.

Without knowing who he was.

Without knowing that fate was slowly dragging him toward a truth buried five years in the past.

A truth named...

To be continued 😼

Jeon Jungkook had a problem.

A very serious problem.

A problem so dangerous that even billion-dollar meetings couldn't distract him.

The problem's name was...

Jeon Gukk.

Or as Jungkook preferred to call him—

The Tiny Demon.

It had been three days since their second meeting.

Three days.

And somehow the child was still haunting him.

Not physically.

Mentally.

Emotionally.

Spiritually.

---

At breakfast...

Jungkook was drinking coffee.

Suddenly—

"Old man."

He almost choked.

Namjoon looked up.

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

Jungkook continued drinking.

Then heard it again.

"Old man."

Jungkook slammed the cup down.

Jin blinked.

"Why are you acting crazy?"

"I heard something."

"What?"

"..."

Jungkook couldn't exactly tell them he was being haunted by a five-year-old.

---

Meanwhile...

Across the city...

Gukk sneezed.

"Hm."

His teacher frowned.

"Bless you."

Gukk nodded.

"Thank you."

Then returned to solving high school mathematics.

For fun.

The teacher sighed.

She needed a vacation.

---

Back at Jeon Corporation...

Jungkook entered the elevator.

Peaceful.

Quiet.

Perfect.

Then the doors opened.

And his peace died.

Standing there was a group of children.

School trip.

Again.

Jungkook wanted to cry.

Among them...

A familiar tiny figure.

"No."

The child looked up.

"Oh."

"No."

"Oh."

"No."

"Oh."

The doors closed.

The children stared.

Jungkook stared.

Gukk stared.

Everyone stared.

The elevator suddenly felt too small.

---

Five minutes later...

The group was touring the company.

The guide was explaining proudly.

"This company is one of the most successful corporations in the country."

The children clapped.

Everyone except Gukk.

He raised his hand.

The guide smiled.

"Yes?"

"How many snacks do employees get?"

"..."

"What?"

"You said successful."

"..."

"Success means snacks."

The guide looked like he wanted to resign.

---

A little later...

The children were taken to the executive floor.

A terrible decision.

A truly terrible decision.

Because somehow...

Someway...

Gukk escaped.

Again.

Nobody was surprised anymore.

Even his teacher looked tired.

"Just find him."

"Where should we look?"

"Everywhere."

---

Meanwhile...

The missing child was casually exploring.

Hands behind his back.

Walking proudly.

Like a king inspecting his kingdom.

Then—

He spotted a familiar office.

A familiar name.

A familiar grumpy CEO.

The tiny menace smiled.

"Oh."

---

Inside the office...

Jungkook was reviewing documents.

Everything was peaceful.

Then—

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

"Come in."

The door opened.

Jungkook froze.

"No."

Gukk smiled.

"Hello."

"No."

"Hello."

"No."

"Hello."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The child won.

Again.

---

"What do you want?"

Gukk looked around.

"Nothing."

"Then leave."

"I was bored."

"..."

"So I came here."

"..."

"You're interesting."

Jungkook looked offended.

Nobody had ever called him interesting.

Scary?

Yes.

Handsome?

Often.

Terrifying?

Daily.

Interesting?

Never.

---

Gukk suddenly climbed onto the chair.

Jungkook watched.

The chair spun.

Gukk spun with it.

Round.

And round.

And round.

Then—

Bonk.

The child bumped into the desk.

Silence.

Jungkook stared.

Gukk stared.

The desk stared.

"Did that hurt?"

"No."

"You're rubbing your forehead."

"I'm checking if the desk survived."

Jungkook nearly laughed.

Nearly.

---

The office door opened.

The assistant entered.

Then froze.

"Sir?"

"What?"

"Why is there a child in your office?"

Jungkook pointed.

"Ask him."

The assistant looked at Gukk.

Gukk looked back.

Then pointed at Jungkook.

"He adopted me."

The assistant dropped the files.

Jungkook stood up so fast the chair moved.

"I WHAT?!"

Gukk started laughing.

The assistant looked between them.

Confused.

Concerned.

Terrified.

---

"Don't joke like that!"

"Why?"

"Because people will believe you!"

The assistant slowly nodded.

"I almost did."

Jungkook wanted to quit his own company.

---

Suddenly...

The office phone rang.

Jungkook answered.

While talking...

He noticed something strange.

Very strange.

Very, very strange.

The office was quiet.

Too quiet.

Dangerously quiet.

He slowly turned.

And found Gukk sitting on the floor.

Reading a company report.

Upside down.

Again.

"What are you doing?"

"Reading."

"It's upside down."

"I know."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Why?"

Gukk shrugged.

"Normal reading is boring."

---

A few minutes later...

The teacher finally arrived.

Looking exhausted.

As always.

"GUKK!"

"Oh."

"There you are."

The teacher looked at Jungkook.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's fine."

"No."

Gukk interrupted.

"It isn't."

Everyone ignored him.

---

As the teacher dragged him away...

Gukk suddenly stopped.

Turned around.

And looked at Jungkook.

For the first time...

He wasn't smiling.

He wasn't joking.

He wasn't being annoying.

Just quietly staring.

"Hm?"

Jungkook frowned.

"What?"

Gukk tilted his head.

Like he was trying to remember something.

Or someone.

Then he simply smiled.

The mischievous smile returned.

"Nothing, old man."

And just like that—

The moment disappeared.

The child ran away.

The teacher chased him.

The hallway became chaos.

Again.

Leaving Jungkook alone in his office.

Staring at the closed door.

For some reason...

A strange feeling settled in his chest.

Like a puzzle piece was missing.

Like he was forgetting something important.

Something connected to that child.

Something from long ago.

But no matter how hard he tried...

He couldn't remember.

And somewhere in the city...

Fate continued laughing.

Because this was only the beginning.

The real chaos hadn't even started yet

To be continued 😼