#i think that 707 has basically had a crush on every guy member of the rfa

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Seven why r u... as a man calling yourself cat dad and calling jumin cat mom... I see you...

#i think that 707 has basically had a crush on every guy member of the rfa #minus V ofc #mystic messenger #jumin jan #707

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Mystery at the Salt-Irons

Hey everyone! E here with a new chapter! kept you waiting huh? Haha sorry it's been a busy few weeks. Nothing serious but I had to keep starting and stopping this chapter so it threw me off but it's here, it's ready and I hope you enjoy it!

I have some special guests in this story, some ocs made by my friends because you know what I can so I will and honestly, they were really great oc ideas guys. so keep an eye out for @hains-mae and Biz_fantasist  OC(I don’t know if she has a tumblr but it’s late so I’ll edit it later) 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/85394095

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/75486005

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Summary:  Finnrick is called to solve a mysterious case as per his job as the city's only Private Investigator wizard but as he sinks deeper into the case, the more it seems that something is happening behind the scenes. Of course with an old friend in town and dark magic surrounding the case, Finnrick is as busy as ever. Ain't no rest for the wicked.

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The Salt-Iron Flats weren’t anything special on the surface: An unassuming apartment complex on the north side of Newton Haven, the only thing most people remembered about the place was how the price tag hurt their souls.

Of course, unlike the general housing market, the Salt-Irons (affectionately referred to by the locals) actually had a very reasonable reason for fetching such a high rate: The salt and cold iron baked into every single brick that formed the building.

If you weren’t in the magical know, you’d think it utterly insane that you’d be forced to pay such a large amount of cash because some weirdo decided to make a new age artistic statement with bricks. Of course, if you are aware of the greater community at large, you’d knew you were paying the insanely large sum because someone decided to make the Salt-Irons the single most protective location in the city.

Most mortals have forgotten their history, their lore and collective knowledge passed down throughout the generations: Why their ancestors used to place lines of salt in front of the door and windows, why the elders always suggested to the braver, recklessly youthful family members to carry iron whenever they ventured through the wild.

Outer beings were repelled by salt and iron. No one really had an idea why fae, angels and demons weren’t fond of salt or iron and there's been plenty of arguing about the subject but all in all the fact remained they did not do well when faced with either.

That was the main reason Finnrick didn’t find himself in the north side of town often.

Well that and the zealous Gate Keepers. Those guys were freaks but between them and the Salt-Irons being the only supernatural community up here, Finn never got a case from the area.

Until today.

The Salt-Irons were great at protecting you from any outside threats that wished you ill will: It didn’t protect you from anything you decided to bring in with you.

It was five in the morning when Finnrick got the call. The M.R.R.D representative didn’t have much to offer beyond the address and floor but he thanked her all the same.

Finnrick yawned tiredly, stretching the tension out of his neck while he sipped his coffee. He let out a sigh of relief as the sun slowly rose into the sky.

The Salt-Irons was a twelve story tall building painted a ghastly pale green that made Finnrick sick just looking at it.

“People are paying how much to live in that shade? I’d ask for discount if I were them.” Finnrick laughing to himself, making his way into the apartment complex.

Luckily the interior was much nicer than the outside: Everything was well kept and cleaned. Not a single speck of dust in sight and the wooden stairs didn’t creak when Finnrick placed his foot on them.

Which was good given Finnrick needed to go up seven flights of stairs.

Finnrick wheezed a little, wiping the sweat from his brow when he reached the seventh floor. He glanced down the hall one way then the other as he began to search for room 707 which basic deductive reasoning suggested should be around the corner.

Finnrick crushed the empty foam cup and tucked it into his coat pocket as he made his way to 707. It was a simple wooden door and immaculately spotless just like the rest of the place. He rose his hand and gently rapped on the door.

No response.

He frowned, checking if he was still alone in the empty hallway and rose his hand towards the door frame.

His eyes glowed with a blue energy as he whispered softly “Revelis”

The door gleamed with a bluish hue for a moment before fading away without a trace.

No protective spells laced over the frame so the only thing Finn had to worry about now if it was locked.

He tried the knob, unsurprised when it swung open silently.

“It’s not breaking and entering if someone’s expecting you” Finnrick justified to himself as he pushed the door in.

He nearly staggered backwards: The air tasted thick and foul like something had been left rotting inside. His skin prickled with anxiety, a chill running down his spine with each step he took further in.

Finnrick took deep, calming breathes while doing his best to ignore the bitter taste that seem to cling the air within.

He noticed the trail of footsteps, perfectly preserved in what appeared to be black dust leading deeper into the living room.

“Hey da! You here?” Finnrick called out, carefully stepping closer “You and ma still married?”

There was a deep grunt of acknowledgment before a voice responded “Sorry son, we’re divorced now. She got custody of you.”

“Well fuck. I guess I’m going to be eating kale and poorly cooked spinach for the rest of my life.”

Garrus Valka was not in fact Finnrick’s father, adoptive or otherwise. He was actually one of the highest ranked officers of the Magical Rapid Response Department: An elf clocking in at 200 years old with richly tanned skin. His bluish gray hair was slicked back in his preferred style. Garrus’s had his back turned to the detective but Finn knew his sliverish gray eyes were deep in concentration as he took down notes about the surroundings. His beautifully inhuman features were marred with a scar on the right side of his face: burnt skin on his cheek, healed by time and various surgeries. An old war wound though Finn never got the full story.

He was dressed in typical M.R.R.D fashion: Dark blue windbreaker, jeans and a blue shirt with the words “Powered by coffee and spite” splashed across the front. His Winchester rifle was slung across his back, ready for any action that may befall the elf.

“Drift.” Garrus greeted teasingly while offering a hand.

Finnrick gave it a playful shake “Da. So is mom here or she trying to smite pigeons again?”

“THEY TRIED TO STEAL MY HOTDOG!” Garrus’s partner Eden screamed from another room “I SHALL BRING MY GOD’S WRATH UPON THEM!”

“You know when they mean justice.” Finnrick called out “I don’t think they mean against winged rats.”

Eden chuckled darkly “You know not their sins.”

“Okay.” Finnrick nodded despite the fact she couldn’t see him “If you say so. What happened Da? Aside powerful necromancy.”

“Powerful necromancy” Garrus replied cheekily “and missing persons.”

Finnrick rose an eyebrow “Persons? More than one?”

“Two: A father and son. Richard Charles and his son Richard Jr. Recluses it seems. Neighbors hardly saw them. Mostly kept to themselves.”

Finnrick pursed his lips thoughtfully “Any magical abilities?”

“They’re not on records if that’s what you mean.” Garrus answered “Never signed up in the academy, not registered with The Council. If they were practitioners they didn’t tell anyone.”

“So what was the spell? I just smell the remnants of spookiness.”

“Hadn’t noticed the rest of the room huh?”

Finnrick frowned before finally getting a good look at the rest of the room: Every inch of the apartment was blanketed with the same black dust that he found in the entrance way. Inches and inches of the substance and that wasn’t the strangest part.

Everything was bent at different and odd angles: chair with crooked legs, the wall clock warped and twisted, the fridge leaning like someone folded it in half. Floorboard reached for the sky and walls split inward.

There was a common misconception about magic. Most people thought spell casters, especially wizards, could command reality to their wills. That magic was capable of impossible feats and it was as simple as snapping your fingers.

The truth was all magic, ranging from divinity to free range nature, was performed on a micro scale. Practitioners did not alter reality but rather shortcut it. Throwing fireballs was as simple as rapidly heating the air until it combusted. Turning invisible was less about vanishing completely as it was bending the light around you to not be seen. Magic was rooted in reality and imagination. If you had the magical strength to perform the magic, the magic often followed your lead.

Of course there were spells that required much more than magical hand and willpower. Powerful magic, like summoning outer beings or raising an army of zombies, required both time and materials. Magic was like any other energy: you needed enough of it to perform what you wanted. The human body could only generate so much magic without dying and resting was necessary to replace any expended in the use of spells. Materials were guidelines for the spell. Feathers for anything with flight, ash for fireballs etc etc.

The other thing needed was to gather energy and store it for the spell’s use. There were different ways to achieve this: Wands, talismans, potions were basically magic soups. The most efficient way to gather energy was the wizards preferred way: Circles.

Finnrick eyed the room closely this time, murmuring under his breath about angles and trajectory. Garrus paid him no mind, well familiar with the private investigators methods.

“If this went like that” he gestured to the wall clock “and that went here.”

Finnrick glanced about, carefully walking about as if worried he was going to step on a landmine.

“Here.” Finnrick found himself staring at a spot in the middle of the room “Ventus.”

He gestured with a hand and light breeze filled the room. It brushed away some of the dust covering floor, revealing the outline of a half melted metal ring.

“What is it?” Garrus turned curiously

“Spell circle. The source of the explosion. I’m willing to bet it’s custom made. Copper, steel. Maybe some bits of tin couldn’t stand the surge.”

“No iron or sliver?”

Finnrick shook his head “That’s for containing or repelling monsters. Necromancy is more about drawing in the evil entities. Or sucking out life.”

Garrus sighed tiredly “Don’t touch?”

“Only if you want to live to see retirement. Might have some pent up magic ready to blow outwards.”

“Understood. I’ll call in our guys. I’ll let you know if something comes up.”

Finn nodded gratefully while pulling out a vial and motioning to the elf “Mind if I do?”

“Be my guest, you might find something we’d miss.”

Finnrick smiled gratefully before scooping up some of the dust and sealing it within the vial.

“Take care Garrus, stop fighting birds Ma!”

“Flying rats!”

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The cafe was lively despite being early but that was no surprise given it was Mother’s. Mother’s was the single best food establishment in all Newton Haven and if anyone disagreed, they were allowed to have their opinions.

They were also allowed to be wrong.

Finnrick paused in the doorway, breathing in the scent of well cooked eggs and sweet lemonade. The pop and sizzle of heated grease brought a sense of comfort to the hard working private investigator.

“Finny Drift!” Maddie Copperstone called from behind the counter “How’s my favorite customer holding up?”

Maddie was 40 years young with tastefully curled dark brown hair. Human, little on the short side but fierce. She wore a simple red blouse and jeans, both stained with flour that the apron around her waist did not prevent.

Finnrick bounced over cheerfully, reaching over the counter to give the matron the biggest hug he could muster “I’m good Maddie. Working a case.”

Maddie’s brown eyes searched his face carefully “You always working Finny. You resting as much?”

“Scout’s honor.”

Maddie let out a disbelieving chuckle “You weren’t ever a Scout.”

“Honorary scout after I stopped that bear from eating them.”

“Thought it was a giant raccoon.”

“Yes but people don’t take giant raccoon seriously. He here?”

Maddie clicked her tongue disappointingly but motioned to the booth at the far end of the establishment “Rest.”

Finnrick rose his hand in surrender “After.”

“Never you mean!” Maddie shouted after him.

Amos Frye hadn’t changed much since last he was roaming around Finnrick’s neck of the woods: Handsome with soft gray eyes that reminded Finn of gathering storm clouds. His long black hair was tied in a messy bun held up by a golden pin, a braided strand hung loosely near his face. His beard was much shorter than what Finnrick remembered though he noted the unkempt split ends indicated that Amos hadn’t trimmed it in a few weeks. His iconic dark red sleeveless jerkin and black jean combination would look ridiculous on a lesser man but had allowed the monster hunter to show off his muscular frame. His brown skin was a bit more pale than usual so no doubt Amos had been operating at night lately.

“Finnrick, you cheeky bastard! I am so glad you came!” Amos beamed happily, his various bangles and bracelets clinking together in equally joyous celebration as the two shook hands.

“Amos! Happy to see you.” Finn beamed brightly as he slid into the booth across his old friend “Why though? Family trouble?”

Amos’s joyfully gleam turned dark for a moment.

“No. Have you…?”

Finnrick shook his head quickly “Not a word. Sorry, I hadn’t meant to…”

Amos waved the apology away “No worries cuz. I understand why you’d think that. Coming across the pond isn’t a spur of the moment thing and Os has always been the black sheep of the family. I suppose no news is good news.”

“Right.” Finnrick cleared his throat awkwardly “So what’s the trouble? I doubt you’d call me up for a nip and chat.”

“Rightly so.” Amos confirmed, reaching into the bag at his side and pulling out a folder “Hunting business as usual cuz.”

That made sense: Amos was the latest of a long family whose specialized business was monster hunting. The Fryes had been striking at things that went bump in the night for centuries ever since the first Frye defended the folk of some underground society.

Amos was an average wizard if Finnrick was being generous. That was not a slight against his old friend, it was a matter of fact: Amos spent most of his time honing the physical aspects of his profession which was obvious given the size of his arms. Any spells he knew were purely for defensive or preventive measures so he often communicated with Finnrick for higher quality and complex spellwork.

Finnrick took the folder from Amos and began pouring over its contents.

Most were quickly scrawled notes Amos had noticed about his quarry: Long sliver hairs, canine in nature. Large paw prints found in the areas it had been sighted, far too big to any natural wolf. Wulfvur and werewolf were hastily written and as quickly crossed out. A pattern of hanging out in wild areas, often forests and swamps.

There were pictures too: flashes of sliver, blurs of fangs and muzzles darting in and out of camera frame. It was always a distance away, sprinting deeper into the wildness. It was hard to tell from the photos but Finn guessed it might’ve been 10 feet tall at the very least.

“Why we hunting wolves now?” Finnrick asked curiously.

Amos flagged down the waitress “Contract given to my pa. It was hanging around the marsh lands of the jolly old isles. Someone wanted it gone.”

Something wasn’t clicking with Finn “and you followed it here? From England?”

“Nah cuz” Amos gave a cheeky grin “I tackled it through a portal and found I illegally crossed into America.”

“Ah.” Finnrick nodded in understanding “Fae.”

“Fae?” Amos frowned thoughtfully “I thought that too but I never heard of any snarling wolfie breaking into homes and snatching out wee younglings in them old folktales.”

“Fae are weird.” Finnrick shrugged “Their whole shtick is not making any sense. I had to expel a cat the size of a bus once. Double decker tall.”

Amos whistled in appreciation as he scratched his bread “So fae. Slippy fellow as you can tell. Whatcha recommend?”

“What’s the contract?”

“Banishment. It’s looking like wolfie ended up in the wrong part of town.”

“I think you mean next town over. Fixed a pattern yet?”

“Not yet but I wasn’t looking for one.” Amos admitted “Thought I was tracking some mutant. Fae changes a lot. Magical circles?”

“Easiest way to catch it.” Finnrick agreed “Sliver for sure. Iron would hurt it and based on your files, it hasn’t done anything than thin the local wildlife population. No need to anger mister big bad wolf.”

“Good call. I got some talent to handle a few circles but tracking is not really my speed.”

“I’m on a case but if you swing by the M.R.R.D, maybe they’ll loan you a wizard.”

Amos let out a disappointed sigh “I need to take care this sometime this year Finny. Bloody bureaucracy probably set me back a month at least.”

“There’s always Jaime but she’s pretty busy at work.”

“Jaime huh?” Amos smiled mischievously “I haven’t talked to your sister in a long time.”

“I will curse you.” Finnrick playfully threatened “And not no simple hex either. I’ll make you bald.”

Amos gasped dramatically, clutching at his hair protectively “You wouldn’t dare mate.”

“Shinier than the sun.”

“Okay, okay” Amos conceded “I’m kidding. She’s with Casey anyway. Good couple. Cute couple. He still hopelessly selfless and she still trying to fast track her way to power?”

“Yep.”

“You gonna fix that?”

Finnrick shook his head “It’s their lives. Their choices.”

“Idiots.” Amos chuckled “the lot of them.”

“All you need is love?”

“Spoken true the gospel of my land.”

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A few hours later with a brainstorm session completed and a promise to help out the next day, Finnrick left Amos to his work and continued with his own.

It was noon now and as the sun rose high in the sky, Finnrick found himself at the Grimyard.

The Grimyard was the premiere spot for all things magical in Newton Haven: Rows and rows of shops specifically catering to the magic community. The streets were paved with century old cobblestone and the buildings here were various hues of faded brick and mortar. It was easy to get lost in the Grimyard if it was your first time as the Grimyard did not spread out, it stacked downward. Layers upon layers of the Grimyard were actually underground to allow those with issues against the sun to sell their goods and services at all times of the day. Don’t let the dark fool you, anyone with worthy talent or product was here in the Grimyard.

Normally Finnrick would wander around a bit, checking out the various businesses and protective wards around the mile long patch of land but he was on the clock and the sooner he began to figure out what was going on, the sooner he could stop it.

Luckily for him, his destination was right here on the top floor of the marketplace. Specifically furthest back corner.

Knightly Ore was ran by the Knight family. Originally they only sold rare metals and ores which were necessary components for some of the more complicated magicks. At some point the owners expanded into selling more alchemical materials and eventually brewing potions, salves and such for a fee.

Despite decent business, it was the most rundown building in this part of the Grimyard: Broken window shudders with the paint faded down to the original shade when the business first opened decades ago. The humble black door was crooked and creaked whenever it moved

Finnrick knew the owners fairly well but here wasn’t here for them. He was here to see their son.

He pushed past the building, ducking into the alley that led to the lot directly behind the shop.

“Halt!” A voice called out “Who seeks the Brewmaster of the Grimyard?”

“It is I, Finnrick the detective. I got money and I need work done”

The Brewmaster was Theodore Knight, an incredibly talented alchemist who didn’t have the same opportunities Finnrick did: He was pretty tall for his age (14 or 15, Finnrick lost track once or twice) but clearly a teenager given his short lavender hair had a few strands dyed red. His eyes were an unnatural pale blue, paler than the blue of the sky. He wore the usual attire Finn often found him in: A sleeveless dark blue hoodie with a fist sized red gem clasped in front just under his neck and a lighter shade blue t-shirt. He wore black finger-less gloves gripping his brown messenger bag slung around his shoulder. A matching brown pouch hung around the waist of his gray cargo shorts and his brown boots were kept clean despite his place of business was in an alley behind his parents shop.

Theo jumped out from a hidden shadowy corner of the lot “Finn, whatcha got for me now?”

Finnrick reached into his pocket, showing the eager teen the vial that held blacken dust within.

“That’s it?” Theo scoffed, rolling his eyes “I was expecting something…...cooler.”

He took the vial and raised it to the sun. Theo gave it a rough shake and watched it carefully for any properties the strange substance would display.

Theo frowned, clearly unsatisfied by what he saw “You brought me ash? Plain ash? It’s your money but even I think it’s a waste.”

“It’s ash?”

Theo shot the detective a look that screamed how obvious it should’ve been “Yes, ash. Thicker than what I’ve seen but ash all the same.”

Finnrick bit his cheek thoughtfully.

“Look Finn, you know my rates. I dunno what you want me to do but standard fees apply.”

“I’ll paying double.”

The Brewmaster’s eyes narrowed suspiciously “Double for ash? What’s so special about it?”

“Oh nothing." Finnrick pretended to look disinterested “Aside it was taken directly from a crime scene: Necromancy and cast via a half melted spell circle.”

It took Theo a minute to allow the implications of what Finnrick said to sink in. His eyes shifted from suspicion to wild excitement.

“Really?!” Theo clutched the vial like it was his first born child “Necromancy really doesn’t like many alchemy processes. It’s not going to be easy for me.”

“I know right?” Finnrick grinned impishly “It’s almost like I’m going to have to pay double for it.”

“Yeah, you’re gonna have to….” Theo pouted unhappily “Ha freaking ha. Okay smart guy, pay up.”

Finnrick handed over 50 gold. Theo took it eagerly, his eyes lightening up with glee.

Theo paused for a moment, his face turning oddly serious for a teenager.

“It might take me awhile depending on what you want.”

“I want to know what’s in it. Necromancy requires specific ingredients. After that it’ll be easier to track the seller.”

“And the buyer!” Theo blurted out excitedly “Smart.”

Finnrick ruffled his hair playfully “I wish I thought of it. You keep this up and you’re going to run me out of business.”

“I’ll text you when I have something.”

“Pleasure as always Theo.”

“It’s Brewmaster.”

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It was 2 in the afternoon when Finnrick made his way back to the Salt-Iron. He stood outside the complex, tossing the remains of his pizza into his waiting maw and crumpling the can of soda he was drinking before tucking into his coat pocket.

“What’s this?” Finnrick asked, utterly confused by the crushed foam cup he pulled from within “Oh right my coffee. I’ve been really at today.”

Finnrick wiped his hands clean and made his way inside the Salt-Iron once more, mulling over the details of the case as he ascended up the stairway.

Blacken ash cast by a spell circle. Both father and son missing with no indication where they went too. Recluses and rarely seen. Necromancy within a threshold.

It was hard to tell how deeply the father and son were involved in spell. Someone who had access to the apartment was behind it no doubt. Spell circles were the most consistent way to cast magic but they took time to build, set and channel energy. You didn’t build a spell circle without knowing exactly what you plan to do with it.

The nature of the magic was also a mystery: Dark magic had various applications and not a single one was good. Finnrick hadn’t much experience with that branch of magic but there was nothing logical about the aftereffects: Ash spread throughout the apartment, clinging to everything like a second skin. There was no signs of an outward blast given that nothing bent in the same direction. Everything in that room decided to twist in whatever wayit felt like. If the spell was supposed to draw in something then chair legs and wall tiles would’ve been pulled directly towards the circle.

“Curiouser and curiouser Alice” Finnrick spoke to no one in particular.

He was on the fifth floor when he noticed something odd.

Finnrick raised an eyebrow as the skies outside the window darken, black and stormy.

A thunderstorm it seems.

Finnrick peered out the window, glancing upwards to see what was going on.

Dark clouds swirled directly overhead. Rain began to lightly drizzle as the skies boomed. Thunder and a moment later lightning trailing across the gathering storm.

A thunderstorm that formed directly above this building.

Without warning.

“Well that’s not ominous.”

Finnrick made the mistake of leaning closer to the window, peering around to see if he could see where exactly the storm was coming from when it happened.

“Watch out below!”

Finnrick noticed three things in that moment: First, was of course, someone shouting to watch out below. Second was the distant sound of claws scratching something wooden, the walls perhaps. Lastly was the thudding of something falling down quickly and towards him.

Finnrick rose his hand, pivoting on his heels in time to see something crash into him.

It wasn’t much of a contest: Both Finnrick and whatever slammed into him broke through the fifth story window and went sprawling into a freefall.

#My story #Mirror's Edge #Original Work #original story

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RFA Highschool AU!

lol this was requested then i accidentally deleted the request my b, but here it is!

dude let me tell u i love highschool au’s thats some good shit right there!!

wasn’t sure if u wanted just general headcanons or specific ones for each charcacter or an x mc kinda thing so i did kinda a mix of all of that lol

So the rfa is basically like the student council

They plan dances and do fundraisers and what not

Everyone knows who they are, the rfa is like an elite little club that does everything for the school

And you’re a new kid

You had gotten directions for your next class from a teacher, but you’d gotten turned around a lost at some point

Class had already started, and there was nobody in the halls to ask other than some boy standing by the windows on his phone

Ignoring the fact that he was a bit intimidating and also supposed to be in class, you walked up to the pink haired boy to ask directions

His turquoise eyes did not look amused, but nevertheless, he pointed towards the door at the end of the hall

“It’s that one.”

“...Oh, ok uh thanks.”

He was gone with no response

Speed walking to the door, you mentally prepared yourself for the embarrassment of having to tell the teacher in front of the whole class you had gotten lost

But when you opened the door, only 5 people were in the room on the other side

Ok...this was definitely not the right class

After you talked to the group and figured out the confusion (turns out the brother of the red headed one had been messing with you) they offered to show you the right way

While you were in there you figured out with was the student council and you noticed some unanswered details for and upcoming dance

Before you left, you gave them a few suggestions for the dance that caught their attention

They invited you back for the end of the day meeting to discuss some more and before you knew it, you were the newest member of the rfa student council

Yoosung-

He’s a lil freshman

Cousin to last years student body president Rika, but her and V had graduated last year and had been the ones that encouraged him to join

He’s like the new kid who really wants to impress all his older friends

But at the same time, he’s already friends with some of the most popular kids in school so he’s definitely not a huge loser or anything (at least that’s what he tells himself)

He was hella excited when you showed up cause then he wasn’t the only one who didn’t know anything lol

You become besties before anything else

He shows you around and you have a lot of classes with him

Its a classic friends to lovers story

Its like one day you and him are just chillin like you always do, then suddenly, you’re seeing things differently

Things you did together all the time as friends now seems like it could be something more

And it was all because of Seven

Boi had all but forced Yoosung to ask you to dance, despite the fact that Yoosung was supposed to be helping Zen with the tickets, and while the dancing itself wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, Seven had decided that exact moment to put on a slow song

Now our boy Yoosung had always thought you were pretty

But you looked gorgeous in this moment

Despite the fact that his hands were on your waist, him holding you arms length away like you were middle schoolers, it was a very sweet moment

And the dynamic completely changed between you guys

He was nervous talking to you now??? Where did that come from???

And you?? Caught yourself checking him out?? The fuck?

You’re both confused and want to go back to the way things were before, but also you just wanna grab each other and make out in a closet somewhere

When you finally get together, you’re such a cute couple

Everyone already thought you were dating anyways, but now you held hands in the halls and it’s like everyone one in the school ships you guys

You weren’t the kind of couple that made out against the lockers between every class, just the kind that people could tell actually liked each other it was cute

You’re eachother first everything lol

You’re always helping each other with homework

And he teaches you how to play lolol

And you meet his mom, who absolutely loves you

Just so cute

Cute lil high school sweethearts type of couple

Zen

Drama student of fucking course

He’s a junior, and most people will agree, the prettiest person in the entire school

Half the school is crushing on him ngl

He went thru a phase his freshman and sophmore year where he was part of the bad crews in school, before he started acting

So he literally knows and is friends with like everyone in the school

Instantly flirty when you show up

Shows you around the school with his arm over your shoulder, and you have never gotten so many glares in your life

He’s so extra like this drama boi is explaining the school as though it were a movie

Pointing out who was who, and telling you all the gossip

Despite the warnings from Jaehee that a lot of girls would prolly actually kill to be in your possition, you continue to hang with Zen

And his flirting goes from playful to more real as you hang out more

Doesn’t take long for you guys to kiss and go on a few dates, but you havent made anything official yet, and it seems the whole school knows that and is on edge over it

Being around Zen is basically like being with Regina George from mean girls, like everyones talking about you and him, nothing is a secret

His ex’s (and a crazy girl who had a crush on him who everyone called echo girl) all hated you

And when he officially asked you out, it was like the whole school knew by the next day

But hey, what are you gonna do when you’re dating the school celebrity?

He loves when you come to his plays

His parents don’t support him doing drama, so often you and the other rfa members are the only ones there to cheer for him

Always getting that boi flowers

And he is your biggest fan in what ever you’re doing

Sports? He’s out there no matter what the weather cheering louder than all the parents

Choir? Helps you with your voice and sings duets with you. Always gives you standing ovations even if no one else is standing

Y’all are just so supportive of each other

A lot of people thought you and him wouldn’t last for long, but your prove them wrong by being a straight up power couple in that bitch

Jaehee

My girl hella smart

She’s also a junior, and in line to be the valedictorian when she graduates

Very academically focused, the rfa being the only club she really has time to participate in

She’s hesitant when you first show up

Home girl’s a stickler for the rules, and she wasn’t sure if it was technically allowed for you to be there??

But you help her out and take a lot of her work load off her hands just by being there

She’s so stressed all the time so when she gets to the meetings and find out you already did the thing she was worried about not having time to do??

Girl loves you

Takes you and her quite a long time to get past being gal pals

Cause she’s just so busy

Literally the last thing she has time to think about it getting a significant other, especially when she’s not even sure of her own sexuality

It was during a fundraiser that she really realized her feelings for you

You and her were handing out snacks to the people that donated while the rest of the group was busy else where when your (mom/dad/aunt/whoever) showed up

They immediately hugged Jaehee and started telling her about how you always talk about how much you admire and like being around her

And you’re blushing hella hard and pushing your guardian away from the table

The incident is not brought up for a while, but its all Jaehee can think about

She’s never been so distracted doing her homework before

Girls confused

Repeats the words “MC is just a friend” over and over

Then she’s just like...fuck it

She goes over to your house and knocks on your door and you answer and she kisses you before she has the chance to change her mind

Y’all are such a good couple

You help her balance her school life so she has more time for fun things

Encourage her to join the coffee club cause she had told you how she wanted to, but was too busy

You guys go on dates to see Zens plays and she’s just so happy

Girl never had someone like you before, and she just loves you so much

ugh let me save this girl

Jumin

Trust Fund Boi

He’s a senior and the richest kid in school

Everyone knows him cause him and his dad are literally famous

But he’s just... not interested

Basically the same lol he thinks all the highschool drama and rumors are a waste of time so he just doesn’t care

Other than the rfa, he doesn’t really have friends

Mostly cause he knows they all just want to use him for something

He’s the type of person that knows highschool is not really that important, he just does his work and goes home

(other than the rfa, which he joined cause v asked him to lol)

Honestly, he’s not really that interested when you show up

You have interesting ideas and can be useful to the council, but other than that he doesn’t really pay much mind to you

Until you basically latch yourself to him like a baby duck

Always following him around cause you have a lot of classes together and he’s the only one you know

You claim you’re hanging with him because you don’t like seeing him sitting alone in class, but he thinks its the other way around

Eventually he realizes he’s not upset just by your presence

You’ve become a tolerable person to be around (how romantic) and slowly but surely, he actually enjoys being with you

In some ways, he’s kinda like Zen cause everyone knows him and everyone’s talking about him

But rather than it coming from a place of admiration, they’re jealous and interested by the rich mysterious kid who only ever talks to you

You get a lot of girls trying to ask you for advice on how to get to his heart

You’re just like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It be like that

His feelings take forever to develop just cause he’s so out of touch with his emotions

But when they do, it just hits him like a train like boi’s just chilling in his house then suddenly...”I’m in love with MC”

Doesn’t even bother trying to hide his feelings

The next time you and him are alone, he confesses and kisses you and the rest is history

Y’all are such a power couple honestly

Ruling that school

He loves being around you

He met your parents, and you met his dad

You always help him when he gets angry or frustrated towards his dad’s new girlfriends

Always pay attention when he shows blurry pictures of his new kitten Elizabeth

He buys you such nice shit and your just like jumin no high schooler needs multiple diamond bracelets

And he’s just like, oh would you rather have necklaces?

707/ Saeyoung

Class clown oBVI

Known for his pranks and his jokes and getting kicked out of class and his weirdly quiet brother who’s never actually in class but is frequently seen around the school Saeran is bigfoot confirmed

He’s also hella smart

He’s in multiple foreign language classes and head of the tech club and really good at sports despite only ever eating chips and soda for lunch

He’s a sophomore and you’re a freshman, so he takes it upon himself to show you around

Acts like he’s a lot older than he is, and if you didn’t know he was a sophomore, you’d think he was a senior cause he knows everything and everyone knows him

He’s not shy about how he thinks you’re cute

He’ll hug you and kiss your cheeks and ask you to the dances despite the fact that you’ll both be working at them

But he never really goes much further than the playful flirting, so you think he’s just messing with you

But one week he’s missing from school, and despite the rfa saying this happens, often, you’re worried

You search out his brother, who is unbelievable hard to find, and eventually see him out on the bleachers

He does not look happy to have some girl who’s basically a stranger asking about his brother and his home life

Wont tell you anything so that just makes you more suspicious

Seven comes back the next day but he’s all cold and distant towards you

You’re triggered, but not having that shit

It takes a few days, but you’re able to get the truth out of him, and he had found out about how you’d been pestering Saeran about his home life and his absence

He warns you not to get involved with him, and does the whole thing where he says he never liked you in the first place and you don’t really like him and blah blah blah

You stopped listening halfway thru his rant

And then you kiss him

Boi is stunned, glasses askew

“Did you hear anything I just said MC??”

You tell you like him for him, and you would respect if he couldn’t talk about somethings, but you wanted to be part of his life

He slowly opens up to you bit by bit

It takes him a long long time for him to tell you about him mother and what’s going on at his home tho

You help him and Saeran get out of there as soon as they can, helping him with his job or with school work when he gets hella busy

You guys go fucking hard on spirit days, dressin up in matching costumes for homecoming

You guys definitely get cutest couple in the year book

And probably prom king and queen cause literally everyone loves you two

You’re the couple then even the teacher would see and just be like “yep they’re gonna be together forever”

lol guys so I’m in a hotel rn cause I flew down from my home to Boise to tour the college campus and I brought my lap top but not the charger so it’s really a race against time to hope and pray this Bitch posts before my laptop dies lmao

also my b if there’s any mistakes I had to speed edit hope u like it!!

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[what-a-mystic-mess]

Hello~ I love your all of your HC SOOO MUCH! So if you could make me one I'd be so happy~ RFA+Saeran react to MC who is still in school and one of her smexy teachers is flirting with her and has her pinned and the RFA member or Saeran sees this. Ty sm!

Hi there Anon! Thank you for loving my work and when I saw your request I got SO EXCITED! I got a bit carried away and this is pretty long so get ready.

May be a slight trigger warning (Sexual Harrassment) so it’ll be under the cut :)

Yoosung

You and Yoosung both finally got out of your last classes for today but you needed to see one of your professors before you left campus

You needed to discuss the grade he gave you for one of the tests you took last week

As you told your boyfriend to wait for you outside the door he questioned why he couldn’t go in with you

“I’ll be out in 5 minutes, you can come in if I’m not out by then”

He pouted and nodded his head and you gave him a small smile and walked into the room

The reason why you didn’t want Yoosung to come into the room with you is because you were afraid of his reaction to your teacher

You weren’t going to lie he was VERY good looking but no one could compare to Yoosung

Your professor was straight out of college and he just got the job not too long ago

Every girl had a crush on him

As you walked towards your teacher you asked him about if he could possibly change your grade because you don’t think you deserved the grade he gave you

Until when he struck

“If you want me to change your grade…you could pay be back with your body”

He pinned you down onto his desk and his grip was strong so you couldn’t squirm out

Yoosung was outside getting pretty nervous he counted it was 8 minutes since you were with him

He had enough of waiting and he came into the room to see what was taking you so long

HE WAS SHOOK

He learned a lot from playing LOLOL constantly and you’re pretty sure he did one of his character’s moves when he threw the teacher off of you

He dragged you out of the classroom and checked you to see if he hurt you

You were definitely going to repay Yoosung for saving you ;)

Zen

You were at your University to ask your professor if you could drop out of his class because you weren’t enjoying it

Yes, you admit he was very good looking (not as much as Zen) and he basically flirted with all the girls

Zen tagged along with you because he wanted to protect you

You never told Zen about how good looking your professor is because he would get crazy jealous

You asked Zen if he could stay in front of the door and wait

He tries to convince you to let him in with you

You refuse

You kissed him on the cheek and you made your way into the classroom prepared for what you’re going to say to your teacher

When you asked the teacher about it there was a glint in his eyes and next thing you knew you were being pinned down on his desk

“No one ever drops out of my class before I get them first”

He started leaving hickeys on your neck and you couldn’t get away from his grip

Tears were starting to sting your eyes and you saw Zen’s glare from the window outside

Zen bolted inside punching your teachers face and grabbing you and leading you into the hallway

His eyes were starting to get glossy when he saw the marks your old professor left on you

“I’ll get the best foundation to get them covered up for you”

He went to the Dean’s office and forced him to let you drop out of the class

He never let you go for the rest of the day

Jaehee

Jumin let Jaehee off of work early so she decided that she would surprise you for your last class of the day

When the bell rang you got up from your seat and started packing your things

You were usually the last one leaving the class room so your teacher had no worry to grab you when you started heading for the door

He started flirting with you and saying very nasty things about what he always wanted to do to you

He pinned you down onto one of the tables in his class and you couldn’t escape because you were weak against his grip

You would say that we was sexy but since you were Gayhee for Baehee Jaehee you weren’t really interested

Lucky for Jaehee she got to your classroom on time and when she saw what was happening she RAN

JAEHEE WAS RUNNING IN HEELS EVERYBODY

She started doing all these judo moves on this guy and you were just sitting there holding your wrists from how hard he grabbed you

She kicked him where the sun doesn’t shine before she led you out and took you back home

When you got there she ran you a warm bath and you two cuddled in it

Jumin

For your last class of the day you were sitting next to Yoosung not paying any attention

When the class finally ended you were packing up your things getting ready to leave with Yoosung

But that’s when your teacher stopped you

“MC, can you stay after class I need to discuss something with you”

You told Yoosung you’d meet him outside the classroom in 5 minutes

When everybody left the classroom your teacher swiftly walked towards the door and locked it

You were getting very nervous

What was he going to do with you?

He grabbed your waist roughly and pinned you down onto his desk

When you didn’t come out in 5 minutes like you promised Yoosung started to worry

He peeked into the window that let you see into the classroom and he couldn’t believe his eyes

He tried getting in but realized the door was locked so he called your significant other Jumin

When Jumin got the news from Yoosung he bolted from his office saying it was an emergency and ordered the strongest bodyguards he has

When he got to your room he made the bodyguards break down the door

Yoosung was starting to cry because he felt so bad that he just didn’t stay inside the room

When the door was finally beaten down the guards grabbed your teacher and pinned him down to the floor

Jumin carried you bridal style to his limo thanking Yoosung for calling him and waiting for MC

Your buddy Yoosung is getting some new LOLOL merch soon

Jumin was going to prove tonight that you were his and only his ;)

707/Saeyoung

When you were at university he hacked into the schools cameras to keep an eye out on you

He looked at the screen every 1.07 seconds instead of 2.35 seconds when you were in Rika’s apartment

He got sucked into work and he forgot to check the camera for about 10 minutes and when he looked back up you were being pinned down on a desk and the teacher very close to your face

He pressed the record button on his computer and then rushed over to you university in one of his babies

When he got there he kicked him straight in the dick

Your teacher groaned in pain and grabbed his crotch letting go of you

Just then the Dean came barging into the room and went over to Seven asking him what happened

Seven showed them the video evidence of the professor touching you inappropriately and saying very disgusting stuff to you

Seven kissed you quickly and walked you out of the building

Your teacher was fired for sexual harassment towards a student

Seven also did a background check on him and found out he sexually abused multiple women

How did he even get that job?

Of course he couldn’t forget to hack into his social media and ruin everything changing his passwords and posting about all the stuff he did

And erased all the data off of his phone

DEFENDER OF JUSTICE 707 SAVES THE DAY ONCE AGAIN

Saeran

He wasn’t going to admit it but when you left the bunker he got very lonely without you there

He actually was hanging out with his brother when you were gone he was that lonely

When he was sitting in his brothers bunker eating ice cream watching the CCTV that he made Seven hack into so he could watch you he noticed something a bit odd

When the teacher pinned you down and was touching you nastily he threw his ice cream bowl across the room

Seven was scared by the sound and looked at the CCTV to see what was up

Saeran rushed out of the house and ran full speed towards the university

Seven was now ignoring work and was sitting back enjoying the drama he was about to witness

He also was hacking into all the teacher’s stuff

And sending the live feed to the Dean so he could see what was happening

When Saeran got there he punched the man straight in the head and started beating him up badly

The school security guards came into the room and threw Saeran off of the teacher to take care of the teacher themselves

Saeran kissed you hard and carried you out of the room and straight home

He shared a big bowl of ice cream

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NOT TAKING ANY REQUESTS - CURRENTLY HAVE 11 REQUESTS

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[kirachama]

decoded (707 x reader, part III)

rating: 13+ (hacker au, later chapters will have spoilers for 707 route and secret ends)

notes: look guys it didn’t take me nine months this time! i actually wanted to have this chapter done about a week ago, but i’ve been feeling a little under the weather as of lately... thanks goes to my beloved kamu for beta-thing this. the chapter is a tad shorter than chapters one and two but please enjoy! 

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“Finally!”

You heave a relieved sigh when the familiar sight of your laptop wallpaper meets your eyes. It’s been a few days since you had gotten that virus from trying to hack 707. Since your laptop was essentially useless, you had to make do with the computers in the campus lab until you were able to get home and rescue your precious laptop. It’d been a literal hell. Those ancient artifacts couldn’t hold a candle to your baby.

Lovingly, you stroke your laptop’s screen, “It’s so good to have you back....”

The first thing you do is check the Hackers Chasing Hackers chat server. Even though you had access from your phone, you hadn’t really checked it since your laptop went down. There hasn’t been much activity since then either. It seems a good deal of the other hackers are still struggling to rid themselves of the virus that 707 gave them. You probably would have been one of them if you hadn’t been hellbent on getting your laptop back. Those school computers… Just thinking about them again sends a shiver down your spine. Damn that 707!  if it weren’t for him and his stupid virus you would have been spared from such… such torture. If you could, you’d hack him yourself just to give him a taste of his own medicine.

You stop for a moment. If you could hack him yourself…

Slowly, you glance at your two computers, playing with the idea of hacking 707. Theoretically speaking, you do have the basic skill set needed to exact your revenge. The only thing stopping you is… You shake your head to rid yourself of the thought. You? Hack 707? By yourself? Are you crazy? There is no way… no way at all. If Hackers Chasing Hackers can’t do it as a group, then what in the world makes you think that you can do it on your own?

It’s a worthwhile goal, but one you’re not sure you can actually accomplish in the near future. 707 just seems like he’s on a whole different level. You let out a sigh before slapping your cheeks. It’s not good to let yourself get discouraged.

“I will become as good as him,” you mutter to yourself. “I will… I will…!”

You give yourself a couple more encouraging cheek slaps before returning to your computer. While you were preoccupied, you’d received a message from Minji.

meenmeen: hey me: yo meenmeen: ur comp’s fixed now??? me: yeah. meenmeen: woahhh. I’m still working at it. me: do you want help? meenmeen: nah, it’s good practice 4 me. meenmeen: i think i almost got it anyway.

Minji has a good point. Despite the frustration you’d gotten from 707’s virus, it was still a good way to hone your skills. You couldn’t really describe the intense feeling of relief and accomplishment you’d gotten from finally ridding yourself of it, and you didn’t want to take that away from Minji. The messenger dings again and you look back to the screen.

meenmeen: bet u had fun tho. meenmeen: i know how much u love 707’s stuff.

You feel yourself flush red. Admittedly, she is right, though you wouldn’t exactly call what you had ‘fun.’ You’ve only had a few chances to hack 707’s systems, but each time you’re in awe of how intricately built they are. There’s no doubt in your mind that he must slave over his work, spending hours upon hours perfecting each system. You can’t help but appreciate how much effort he must put in, and maybe that’s why you like hacking him.

me: u don’t? meenmeen: hell no. it’s so complicated meenmeen: that guy is a total sadist. me: but that’s the fun of it. meenmeen: ur crazy. the perfect maso for 707.

Sputtering, you stare at Minji’s words on the screen.

me: WHAT?! meenmeen: bet that’s why u cracked it so fast. me: no it’s cuz my school’s computers suck meenmeen: o okay if u say so.

There’s no doubt in your mind that Minji’s teasing you. For a while, she’s been convinced that you have a little crush on 707. It might be true, but you can’t really say when you’ve never met the guy. What you do  know for sure is that you admire his skills and you mildly enjoy trying to hack his systems, despite any frustration they might cause.. Maybe she is right about the masochist thing.

meenmeen: so once i’m done wanna go again? me: … me: are you crazy? why??? meenmeen: oh come on, i know u want to.

You’re not going to tell her that the thought had crossed your mind. She would definitely lord that over you.

me: it’s not gonna work. meenmeen: but u’ll have fun~ me: i’d rather not go through a week of hell again. meenmeen: no guarantee he’ll give us a virus. me: ugh….

She has a point. There were some instances when Hackers Chasing Hackers would attempt to hack 707, but they’d just get forced out. You figured during those times 707 was just too preoccupied to retaliate.

meenmeen: come on… plz???? meenmeen: i’ll buy u a pizza. me: ...ugh, fine. me: but if i get a virus again ur coming here to get rid of it. and you gotta let me use one of your spare laptops for school. meenmeen: o7

You groan as you lean back in your chair. Ideally, Minji would take another week or two to rid herself of 707’s virus, but if she thinks she’s almost done… It’ll take her at least a few more hours and at most a day. You swivel in the chair back and forth wondering what to do while you wait. Since your laptop had been out, you couldn’t play any of your computer games, so you’d actually been a good student and finished all your readings and homework.

“Guess I’ll play some LOLOL… It has been a while…” you mumble to yourself as you open the program on your laptop. As soon as you log on, you get a message from Yoosung inviting to you to play a few co-op matches with him. It’s a good way to pass the time while you wait on Minji, so you agree. Every match you guys play is won with relative ease. Even though you don’t play that often, you’re a pretty decent player, but Yoosung is in a completely different league and he’s just the second best player on the server. It makes you wonder how good the top person is. When you have a free second in between matches you, look to see the name of the number one player on the server and find it’s someone called Awesome Hacker. Automatically, you think of 707, but there’s no way, right?

Midway through a match, you get a message from Minji. That’s probably her telling you that she’s done. You glance at the clock. It took her about two hours. Wait. Have you really been playing LOLOL that long? You take a quick second to tell Yoosung that this is your last match. If you wait for the match to be over, you might not get a chance to tell him before he throws you in queue for another match. Once you guys win, you tell him that you’ve got stuff to do and that you might be back on later. Naturally, his response is that he’ll probably be on. You exit out of the game and respond to Minji’s message, telling her that you guys should talk over voice chat.

A moment later, you get a pop up alerting you that she’s calling. You click the option for sound only and the window pops up, showing Minji practically shoving her face up in the camera.

“Oh, boo, no camera?” she pouts.

You didn’t really think there was a need to turn the camera since you’re just going to be discussing stuff. Minji continues to whine for a good minute before you reluctantly turn on the webcam. “Happy now?”

She beams at you. “You betcha! Now spill the beans. I know that you’ve probably got some idea in that little head of yours on how to hack into 707’s system.”

“Ideas, maybe, I can’t guarantee that they’ll work.”

“They’re probably better than Code GAGA’s plans,” Minji spins in her chair. “Now spill.”

You lean back, crossing your arms as you think. All of your hacking attempts so far have been the large scale operations that you’ve done as a member of Hackers Chasing Hackers. If it’s just you and Minji then there’s no way you could possibly use the same approach, unless you recruited more people. Of course, the only hackers you really know are other Hackers Chasing Hackers members, and recruiting them would probably result in some problems. You don’t think Code GAGA would take very well to you organizing something like that since he’s the group’s leader. “We’d… have to be sneaky. Chip at the framework bit by bit to lay in the groundwork to over take his system.”

Minji thinks about your suggestion for a minute before nodding her head in agreement. “That sounds like a good plan… how long do you think it would take?”

“With just the two of us?” You pause for a moment to calculate. “Uh… if everything went flawlessly, at least a couple weeks?”

“A few weeks!?”

“Yup, and that’s assuming the system is as big as I think it is.”

“And if it’s bigger?”

“Uh… maybe a few months.”

Minji lets out an exaggerated groan and flops over on her desk. Clearly, when she was asking for your ideas, she had been expecting something different.

“I never said my ideas were quick…” you explain. “But with the two of us, that would be the most efficient way. We don’t have the skill or the manpower to even an attempt a head-on assault.”

“I knooooow.”

“Should we just give up then?”

The young woman shoots up and smushes her face against the camera, “Hell no! I’m gonna make that 707 pay! Don’t you want ‘em to suffer for making you use those sorry excuses for computers?”

“Well, yeah, but...”

Minji slams her fist on her desk, causing the entire screen to shake. She glares at you through the camera, clearly displeased with your lack of enthusiasm. “Come on! This is 707 we’re talking about! And I know you wanna get as good as that freak with his convoluted codes, so come on, let’s do this! You know you’re not gonna get any better just sitting there. If anyone can do it, it’s you!”

Once Minji’s done with her little tirade, she lets out a huff. You can only stare at your screen in awe. It feels awfully strange for her to give you this kind of pep talk. When you first met, Minji told you that her becoming a hacker was just a byproduct of her computer skills. She’d only really joined Hackers Chasing Hackers because the prospect of being a ‘hacker’ seemed like fun to her. “Minji… do you maybe… really want to hack 707… You said you want revenge for the virus, but is it maybe… more than just that?”

Minji’s face turns red and she looks away from the screen. “I mean… who doesn’t…? Isn’t 707 the ultimate challenge?”

“I guess so…” you agree slowly with a smug grin.

A moment passes before she hesitantly turns to look back at you. “...argh, fine, okay! I really want to hack 707 but I can’t do it alone! Please help me!”

You grin, “...Fine. Let’s do this. But don’t forget, you owe me a pizza.”

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