#kyejunmi

no one beats jeongguk at his own game-- except for one identified hacker, apparently. clearly he didn’t make the mpd’s security strong enough. maybe he slipped up, and got too complacent and comfortable. he should’ve noticed the attack when it happened, too, instead of later, when he found the few footprints the hacker left in his wake; if it was anyone other than jeongguk doing his job in the mpd, maybe the mystery hacker wouldn’t have been noticed. maybe they would continue on none the wiser.

jeongguk, however, knows, and it perturbs him to his core. he spent an entire day strengthening the mpd’s security, trying to mimic the hacker’s way in breaking through so he could increase their defense from any similar attacks. he suspects it’s gang work, unless it’s some vigilante wanting to uncover information on a cold case inaccessible to the public. with jeongguk’s paranoia, he always has to assume the worst.

instead of fixating too much on his failure, he focused on how to fix it. the mpd hired him for his hacking and his knowledge, so he put it to good use and tried to track his new enemy. he stayed vigilant, always watching, waiting for another attempt to break through their newly strengthened security. 

after some time, he had a lead: something he tracked back to brewed awakening. all he knew was the location-- no idea what device was used, or who, but it was a start. he can kill two birds with one stone, really; he’ll never say no to some coffee.

he stands in line, laptop bag over his shoulder, and when it’s his turn to order his drink, he steps up to the counter. “hi,” he greets flatly. “i’ll just take a black coffee.” he takes in the barista, committing his appearance to his memory, suspicious of everyone here. while he waits for his drink, he takes note of every detail he can.

@kyejunmi

it was just one of those dark and overcast days which made you want to cuddle up in some quite corner somewhere with a good book. and yes, jihun was more than tempted to do just that but unfortunately for him there was a meeting all the bloody way across campus he needed to get down to if he wanted his credits for the class. why they couldn’t have just done this in the normal lecture hall he really didn’t know.

grumbling under his breath, jihun pulled his hood up over his head, trying to keep out the chill before shoving his hands into the pockets of his jumper. it was far too bloody cold to be outside at the moment and he was more than convniced that rain would start falling from the heavens at any moment.

The male stares out the window as he waits for the other male to arrive. It’s a casual day for Min, Min has finished school and he has agreed to meet with someone. Min rarely ever has a day where he’s alone, he’s always with someone, and if he’s not with someone, he’s still with someone. 

After around twenty-three years of living, Min’s pretty sure he knows what people want from him, and it’s usually “love”.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes Min arrived at the cafe, Min of course, assumed this was just a quick stop to meet before the two would go to either Min or Yejun’s place and do other things. To be honest, Min was surprised at the sudden interest from Yejun, to Min at least, Yejun didn’t seem like the type to ask someone out like this. The two males were both from Lynx, very different however.

Min takes a sip of a cocoa as he waits, and then he sees the person who asked him to hang out, he stands up, smiles at the other and drives a hand through his hair. “Artemis” he says with a calm voice, he reaches out and takes the other’s hand, lifting it up a little as he holds it softly. “Where do you wanna go?” he asks, assuming the other doesn’t want to stay at the café.