Since Yoongi had been doing this all his life now and had been well trained and prepared, he looked utterly calm when he walked into the club where they were meeting. He sat down opposite Kangwoo, nodding his head. There were four men with him, but they stayed back, just there as the ever-present guards he was kind of stuck with. Being him came with obligations, after all. Such as having to deal with someone barely a grownup that he might have to kill for being so messed up there was no saving him.

"Kangwoo." He looked at him and wondered when he'd last slept. "You don't look well."