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He pushed the heavy steel doors open. The music in his earbuds was screaming—a mix of aggressive rap and war drums. The guys inside looked up, smirking, but the smirk faded when they saw Metin’s face. He wasn't shouting. He was wearing the cold, calm expression of the songs he had just inhaled.

As the first beat dropped—a heavy, distorted bassline typical of Turkish Drill —the air in the car changed. The world outside slowed down. Kavgaya Giderken Dinlenecek Muzikler

The rhythmic chanting in the song matched the thumping in his chest. He wasn't scared anymore; he was a machine. He adjusted the rearview mirror, not to check his hair, but to look into his own eyes. He pushed the heavy steel doors open

He stepped out of the car just as a cinematic orchestral track began. It sounded like the theme song for a fallen king returning for his throne. Every step toward the billiard hall felt heavier, more deliberate. He wasn't shouting

Metin reached for his phone. He didn’t call for backup. Instead, he opened a playlist titled

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