#mmangstweek2019

That day...

He shakes his head. Not yet. Not now.

~

Zen closes his eyes and listens as the sounds of the guitar fill the room, a serene smile plastered on his face. His head is propped on the arm of their sofa, body stretched out as the warm afternoon sun filters in from the small basement window. The voice of an angel fills the room and he can't help but fall in love with her all over again. 

"...So before we say I do, would you please hold me close tonight

Be with me"

Zen opens his eyes and gazes at MC, sitting on the other end of the couch by his feet. Her brown hair is piled messily on top of her head, her eyeglasses slipping down her nose as she leans forward and hastily scribbles musical notes and lyrics onto her notebook. Then when she's done, she straightens and readjusts her guitar on her lap.

But when she notices his eyes on her, MC turns to her boyfriend and giggles. "What?"

Zen grins. "Jagiya, have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

MC's cheeks turn pink but she nudges his feet with her leg. "I think you mentioned it before, but I don't mind hearing it again." Then she laughs. "But not when I'm like this! I didn't even comb my hair today!"

Zen sits up, his eyes bright. "Ya, Jagi, this is exactly why you're beautiful. You don't have to do anything, you don't have to dress up or even comb your hair." He moves his legs and scoots closer to MC. Zen's fingers brush her cheek and he sees her get redder. "You're an angel, MC. My gorgeous angel."

MC reaches up and touches his hand, then turns her face so her lips can kiss his fingers. "Hyun, I love you. You're too sweet and charming for your own good, mister! I don't want to be an angel though, I just want to be a simple girl who's in love with a handsome knight~"

Zen traces her lips with his fingers and he feels her body tensing, her lips parting as she inhales sharply. "No...you're definitely an angel, MC. Maybe an angel who lives on the moon. And every time there's a full moon, you'd come to earth and grace the knight with your presence."

MC pouts, grabbing his wrist and pulling his fingers away from her lips before she combusts on the spot. "But Zenny, that's too tragic. It means I won't get to see you all the time?"

"Don't all love stories have a little bit of tragedy in them? Besides," Zen says, inching closer to her. "One day, the knight will find a way so the angel doesn't have to go back to the lonely moon. And they'll spend the rest of their lives happily on earth, together."

MC is grinning from ear to ear, knowing her boyfriend is now lost in the script he's created. "But Hyun, what if the angel has friends on the moon?"

Zen pretends to mull it over, his face scrunching up in concentration. He shrugs and says, "Then I guess the knight will have to find a flying horse so he can take her back to the moon. And when they're flying, she can hold onto his waist tightly." 

MC laughs out loud. "Hyun! She's an angel! She can fly!"

"I know, but she'd want to be as close to the knight as possible, right? He's so good-looking that she won't be able to resist the excuse of holding onto him tightly."

MC lightly smacks her forehead with her palm before nodding seriously. "You're right. I didn't think of that. She'd totally bury her face on his back and take the opportunity to feel those abs under the knight's shirt..."

A wicked grin spreads on his face. "His abs...? Jagi...didn't I tell you all men are wolves? Even the knight will end up unleashing his beast on the sweet, innocent angel."

MC winks. "Maybe the angel wants to be corrupted a little~"

"She does?" He shifts in his seat until he's only a few inches away from her. MC shakes her head.

"Ya, ya! Hyun, I need to finish this song by this week!" MC protests, scooting away. But Zen reaches for her waist and MC squeals as he pulls her closer to him.

"But my angel," he says in a low voice. "When the morning comes, we'll have to part once more." His crimson eyes are full of sincerity and MC has to remind herself how to breathe. "So tonight...grant me this moment with you."

"Zen--"

His lips find her neck and MC gasps, then moans as he sucks on her collarbone. "H-Hyun..."

Zen grabs her guitar and takes it off her hands, placing it on the floor before he reaches for the hem of her shirt...

"Hyun."

"Mmm?" he murmurs, tongue playfully licking her skin. He feels MC's hands on his shoulders as she pushes him away. Before he could ask what's wrong, MC has already stood up, heading for the kitchen.

"Jagi? What's wrong?" Zen asks. He moves the guitar so he doesn't step on it and that's when his eyes notice the drop of blood on the smooth surface of the instrument. "Jagi?" Zen stands and goes to his girlfriend, who's reaching for a hand towel.

"Sorry, babe. Just a nosebleed. Total turn-off, I know!" She laughs.

~

He reaches his secret place and Zen finds a spot to park his motorcycle. Then, the silver-haired actor walks to the edge of the cliff that overlooks the city. In the dark, the lights twinkle and glisten beautifully. Once, he found them beautiful. Hell...MC called this view "dazzling". And she's right, it is. But it's not the same now...

Zen swallows the painful lump in his throat but he can't stop the stinging of his eyes as hot tears begin to blur his vision.

The day MC got that nosebleed was the start of it all...the start of the end. The nosebleeds got more frequent until he took her to see a doctor...where they were given the news that MC was sick. 

Zen remembers all those damn tests, being in and out of the hospital. How MC started to look paler, thinner. The entire RFA doing their best to help. The CEO-in-line even bought them plane tickets to see the best doctors in different countries.

But their diagnosis never changed. The numbers did...the numbers that sent fear into Zen's very core.

"Two years."

"Nine months."

"Twelve weeks."

They all said they could do the treatments, of course. Different treatments that could help ease her pain, help her get better. Who knows, maybe their predictions were wrong...miracles happen everyday after all, right?

In those days, Zen realized that hospitals all smelled the same...hospitals all looked the same. No matter where they were, he saw the same, familiar white walls. God, he grew to hate those white walls. But it didn't matter, because the woman who brought color to his life would be there, in that dull, colorless room, smiling at him.

Zen reaches inside his leather jacket for his pack of cigarettes, grabbing a stick and putting it between his lips. Taking his lighter in his hands, he raises it to the cigarette but hesitates. MC always told him to stop smoking, that it isn't good for his health. She's right, of course...but...

With a sigh, Zen pockets his lighter and puts the cigarette back into the pack. MC would be sad if she saw him smoking again. Instead, he plugs his earphones into his ears and goes to her playlist.

The one she specially made for him, the one she left for him.

He clicks play and shoves his phone back into his pocket. Zen lays his arms on the metal railing, leaning forward and continuing to stare at the city skyline without really seeing. Because now he lets his tears flow freely down his cheeks.

"Zenny! Haha...babe. If you're listening to this right now, you must be missing me. I miss you too, Hyun. I hope you've had your meal, and that you're somewhere warm and comfortable. But if you're on the subway, then be safe, okay~? And I hope you're smiling right now. Because I'm about to serenade you with my beautiful angelic voice! So..." MC makes a show of clearing her throat and Zen gives a small chuckle, imagining her face. "Without further ado, here's MC's top ten billboard hits!"

His ears are filled with the strumming of the guitar strings and Zen closes his eyes, picturing her in their living room, tirelessly working on her songs. He imagines her messy hair, the loose strands he's always itching to brush away...the crease between her eyebrows when she struggles with her lyrics or the chords. Her lips parting when she's staring at her notebook, lost in thought. The way she scratches her nose when she's annoyed or frustrated.

Song after song, Zen keeps the image of his beloved MC in his head, until the playlist goes to the last track and his heart twists painfully in his chest.

This was the last song she sang publicly...

~

"Zen, let's go to the cafe tomorrow."

Zen looks up from his phone, eyes focusing on MC beside him in their bed. The hospital released her, saying she could stay home as long as Zen watches over her and she takes her medications. Her next treatment is already scheduled and Zen's just grateful to have her home, so MC doesn't need to be trapped in that stifling hospital any longer.

"Tomorrow?" Zen glances at the calendar on his phone --Wednesday night. "Tomorrow is open mic, Jagi. You want to see the new performers?"

MC shakes her head. "I want to sing, Hyun."

Zen stares at her, processing her words. Slowly, he nods. He wouldn't be the one to stop her from doing what she wants, not now. In his head, he's already thinking about the medications he'll need to bring, where her thick jacket is.

"Okay, babe. Sure, let's do it!" He smiles and kisses her cheek, wanting to stay positive for her. "I want to see my girlfriend perform."

Zen announces it to the RFA, of course. And the following night, everyone is there, seated around a table as the lights dim and MC walks up the stage. Zen watches her by the side of the stage, heart swelling with pride. Under the small spotlight, MC is glowing. He's certain the cafe patrons wouldn't even notice how loose her sweater is, only how beautifully the brown-haired singer is as she sits on the stool and adjusts the microphone.

"Good evening," MC says into the mic, her cool voice making the cafe clients turn their heads to her. "I'd like to share with you an original song I've been working on for quite a while now." MC smiles. "I dedicate this to someone special...a knight who likes to gaze at the full moon."

Zen's eyes widen.

She laughs into the microphone. "I know this probably doesn't make sense, but it's a silly tale my boyfriend told me. And...and I'd like to dedicate this song to him. I hope you all enjoy."

MC's fingers start strumming and her body sways slightly as she gets into the mood of her song. Zen stands there breathlessly, awaiting the moment her voice reaches his soul. Finally, MC opens her mouth and starts singing.

♪"I know it's been a while since our eyes last met

Too many words were left unsaid

Your head was poking out of the driver's seat

Eyes full of tears, I couldn't leave"

"Couldn't...leave...?"

Zen can feel dread seeping into his bones, but even if fear is making its way into his heart, he can't look away from the angel pouring her heart out on stage. The entire room is quiet, everyone enchanted by MC. 

♪"No matter what I do I still feel you coming back to me

When I know that you never will

So before I say goodbye, would you do one last thing for me

Be happy"

"No...no, babe. Don't say goodbye. Don't say goodbye. I can't be happy without you."

♪"And take, take her to the moon for me"

"Her? MC...Jagi, no."

"Take her like you promised me"

"You still remember the knight's promise to the angel? Haha...Jagi, you're adorable."

♪"Say you love her every time like how you told me the last time"

"But what are you saying? This is...no. Why are you telling me this?"

♪"Someday I know we'll meet again

In heaven by the rainbow's end"

"Yes, Jagi. Yes, I'll be there with you, I'll meet you there."

♪"And I only wish you happiness

Until we meet again"

"But MC please. You have to know...You have to know you're the only woman I'll ever love."

Zen leans against the wall as the words sink into his head, into his heart. The song...her words. He understands what she's trying to tell him. To find another, to love again when she...

God. Zen bites his lower lip to keep himself from crying. He's still holding out hope that everything will be alright. He knows his MC will pull through this, they'll be able to overcome this. So why...why is she singing this? Why is she telling him this?

He can feel the glances from the RFA's table but he can't tear his eyes away from the love of his life. Her enchanting voice resounds around the room as she begins the second verse.

♪"Wish I could stick around and fight back your tears

Tell you 'My love, I'm still here'"

Zen feels his tears slipping down his cheeks. The weight of their situation hits him and the truth is suddenly too real, too suffocating. He finally allows himself to understand...

♪“Someday we'll understand why I had to leave

But for now I need you to set me free"

...that he may need to live the rest of his life without her by his side.

♪"No matter where you are

You'll always have my heart"

Zen smiles sadly, nodding to himself. His love knows him too well. She knows how he's been in denial of their situation, how he's been trying so hard to stay positive, to reassure her that everything will be alright. But he knows, he knows what she's trying to say.

♪"No matter where you are

I'll love you from afar"

"Zenny, there's a chance you'll have to let me go. Whether we like it or not...we'll be parted. But know that it's you, it's you I'll always love. Don't be scared, Zenny. This is only temporary...don't be scared, my knight."

Zen is smiling despite his tears. She is a woman like no other he's ever met in his entire existence and even in this terrifying moment of uncertainty for their future, her future...he can't help but love her more. In this moment, as she bares her heart out on stage, he wants to run to her and hold her in his arms and tell her again and again how much he loves her. To scream to the cafe, to the world how much this woman means to him, how she is his and he is hers, forever.

The room is silent, no one dares to break the solemn moment, the beautiful, heartfelt melody of the woman touching each of their hearts.

Jaehee is already crying, her heart breaking as MC's message rings around the space. Yoosung has his head bowed, eyes hidden. But there's no mistaking that his shoulders are shaking. Saeyoung puts an arm around Yoosung's shoulder, pulling the youngest member to him and giving him a gentle squeeze. His own eyes are wet, but Saeyoung swallows his tears, not wanting MC to see him cry too. 

Jumin has his eyes closed, arms crossed in front of him. Jihyun knows his best friend must be aware of the message behind MC's song. He sees Jumin swallowing, eyebrows knit, and Jihyun swipes at his cheek to wipe away his own tears. His turquoise eyes search the room to find Hyun. He spots the actor near the stage, tears streaming down his face. But there's a faint smile on Zen's face, his attention riveted to his love.

♪"No matter what I do I still feel you coming back to me

When I know that you never will

So before I say goodbye, would you do one last thing for me

Be happy"

"I'll always love you, my angel...my princess...my MC. Jagi, I get it. I get it. I'll still fight for you, I'll fight for you until the very end, MC. I'll pray for that miracle.

But loving another...taking another to the moon. Haha, sometimes I feel like I don't deserve such a wonderful, brave, talented, amazing woman like you. I'm sorry...I can't take another to the moon. Because if...if...if you leave me...

I know you'll be there on the moon, waiting for me. For your knight.

Thank you, Jagi, for wanting happiness for me. I'll be happy...don't worry, I'll be happy. As best I can. But you're the only one I want to take to the moon. The only one I'll go to the moon for. Silly girl...I love you so much, MC. I love you."

~

They had seven more blissful months together before she was taken from him. Zen listens to MC singing in his ear, the voice he misses so much so close and yet...so far out of his reach. He gazes at the full moon in the clear sky, eyes glistening with tears.

"MC," he says out loud, as though he's talking to the moon. "My moon angel. I did what you asked...I took the love of my life to the moon. That's right...one year ago today. I took her to the moon. She was smiling at me before we parted."

Zen sniffs and smiles before he continues. "I told her everyday how much I love her. I still tell her, in my dreams. And you know what, Jagi? I also told her...that no matter where she is,

she'll always have my heart."

His heart is aching, longing for the one he loves and Zen breaks down, allowing himself to cry. Today is her death anniversary, after all. He's allowed to cry, he's allowed to let himself miss her and be weak. The actor braves each day without her by his side...and he tries his best to live, to be happy like he promised her. Even though he has to walk each day alone, he doesn't mind; he's still very much in love with the woman who infiltrated their chatroom so many years ago. 

As the song comes to an end, MC's laugh rings in his ears.

"Tada! I may have changed the lyrics for this song a little, Hyun...But I love you too much to let those genes go to waste! Haha, so love, don't be afraid to love again, okay? Hyun...I know our time was cut short but know that I love you so much and you made me so happy. Everyday was a wonderful melody with you, my knight. I love you..."

"No matter where you are, MC," he whispers, voice trembling. "You'll always have my heart. No matter where you are...I'll love you from afar. And one day, we'll meet again, like we promised, babe. I'll go to the moon if I have to. I know you wanted me to find a girl, so I wouldn't be alone...but I already have someone I love. I'm just waiting for the day we meet again."

Hyun Ryu stays there for a while longer, gazing at the moon and wondering if she's watching him from the heavens. 

When it was time to leave, he takes a deep breath and wipes his tears. She may be gone, but his love for her will never fade, never wane. And someday, they'll meet again...he honestly believes that. But for now, while they're apart...he'd like to keep one promise that she asked from him.

...

MC’s fingers hovers over the stop button. She wanted her last words to him to be positive. No more goodbyes, no heartaches...no pain. She wanted him to remember her with that dazzling smile on his face.

She grins despite the tears in her eyes. Leaning into the microphone, she says:

"Hyun Ryu, you'll always have my heart. I love you. Be happy."

She ends the recording.

"Be happy."

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I’d love to know your thoughts for this ^^; Thank you so much for reading, guys <3 More angst to come!...if I can finish them on time hahaha :))

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“We can do a short stop here, MC. Rest a little before we kick some butt.” He gives her a smile and a wink, knowing he needs the break to pull himself together, as well. Saeyoung wants to be ready when they get there, there can’t be any mistakes this time; he’s not going to be pulled away from his brother again.

She smiles. “Okay.” Her hand reaches for his trying to find his fingers and locking them with hers.

MC looks outside, the road they’ve been driving on has taken them to the middle of nowhere. She glances at the side mirror and notices a black SUV behind them, the vehicle is closing in really fast.

“Saeyoung…?”

“Yep?”

“There’s a car behind us, it wasn’t there a minute ago.”

Saeyoung’s eyes flick to the rearview mirror and sure enough, he sees the black SUV zooming towards them. This can’t be a coincidence; surely that car is bad news. But what’s going on, this isn’t part of the game. They’re supposed to follow Vanderwood, which would lead them to Saeran, then save his twin and bring him home with them. Both he and MC did everything right...they’re supposed to be in the Secret End route right now. What’s going on?

“MC, is your seatbelt fastened tight?”

She nods. “Yes, I’m okay.” She bites her lower lip, her heartbeat quickens but she’s not scared. If there’s someone she trusts it’s him, her love.

“Okay. Things might get a little bumpy, babe, I need you to hold on, okay?” Flooring the gas, Saeyoung grips the steering wheel tighter and the car lurches forward, creating some distance between them and the SUV. To his dismay, Saeyoung sees the SUV accelerating too, hot on their tail.

They talked about this before leaving the bunker, the possible dangers and what to do if they got in any kind of trouble. MC unbuckles her seatbelt and reaches to get the bag on the back seat.

“MC, no, go back to your seat.” Saeyoung says with rising panic, watching as the SUV moves to switch lanes. He swerves the car to the left to cut off the other car while trying his best not to make the car turn too sharply so MC doesn’t get thrown out of her seat. This is new to him, and the fact that MC isn’t wearing her seatbelt is making him feel anxious. He doesn’t know if they’ll reset, or if this is a new game, a new update. Still, he’ll be damned before he lets anything bad happen to her though.

“I’m sorry but we need this. Let me help you.” She sits back and struggles to get her seatbelt on again. “You won’t do this alone, I’m here.” MC doesn’t want to waste time so she forgets about the buckle and unzips the bag.

Saeyoung utters a curse as the car switches lanes again; it’s going to try to drive alongside them, and that can prove dangerous.

“Okay, 606.” Saeyoung replies, eyes flicking from the mirror to the road. There’s a sharp curve coming up. “You remember that forky suction thingy I showed you 5 nights ago? I need you to throw that to the car behind us. Click the button on top of it and just throw.”

The “forky suction thingy” is Saeyoung’s version of an electromagnetic pulse. He made a few adjustments to the standard EMP that the agency gave him and modified it to shut down a car in seconds instead of the gradual, sputtering death of the car’s systems and engines.

MC shuffles the contents in the bag until she finds the device. She turns around on the seat, kneeling. Sticking her head out of the window, she presses the button and without overthinking her movements she throws the EMP device/forky suction thingy. It lands on the hood of the van.

Saeyoung watches with glee as the car behind them just stops in its tracks. The windows are heavily tinted so he couldn’t see the driver’s face, but he can bet whoever is after them is now super pissed.

“We did it!” MC screams sitting back, once again trying to get her seatbelt to work.

“Yahoo!” Saeyoung exclaims, laughing. “We did it, 606! We--”

It happened too fast.

Their car turns around the curve. Saeyoung hasn’t been able to decelerate yet. Besides, he thought the worst was over. What he didn’t expect is another car speeding towards them from the other side of the road.

His eyes widen but before he can warn her, before he can move the car or stop--

When she looks up the sound of crystal shattering echoes and the whole world is spinning, her hands are trying to find him but there’s no way to focus. It’s like she’s flying, inside a twister, she loses control of her body and all she can think of is him… but every thought is replaced by sharp pain. She’s falling and everything hurts before she stops moving, there is a strong metallic taste growing in her mouth, she can smell grass and dirt before her vision blurs and everything goes dark.

In the driver’s seat, Saeyoung lifts his head with a groan. He doesn’t need to touch his head to feel the sticky liquid dripping down his face. One movement lets him know that his entire body is sore, and his eyes are blurry, his glasses shattered on the floor. But the red-headed hacker turns to the passenger seat, finding it empty. However, the windshield in front of her seat is cracked...broken. A large, gaping hole...a human-sized hole.

No.

Saeyoung’s hands hurt when he moves them, his wrist is probably broken. But he manages to unlock the door. He moves his legs but it’s as though all his strength has left him; Saeyoung crumples to the ground outside, his body hitting the pavement. Broken pieces of glass wedge into his skin but he grits his teeth and tries to get up.

No. 606...MC.

He grabs onto the door, trying to pull his body up...and that’s when he notices it. His fingers turning translucent, almost holographic. Saeyoung blinks his eyes, getting the blood out of his eyes in time to see the solid ground turn into strings of codes.

No. Not now. Don’t do this, it’s not supposed to be like this!

The sky turns dark, not because it’s nighttime but because everything goes black. A scream is ripped from his throat as the world around him disappears. Something red flickers in front of him and Saeyoung squints his eyes to read the large, bold letters:

RESET THE GAME?

But something’s wrong. Because underneath it are two options:

[ Yes ]  [ NY𝟄𝕾 ]

Game restarting…

MC blinks a few times before adjusting to the morning light. She stays in bed without moving, yes, overthinking and replaying the dream -- where she holds a warm hand, a beautiful smile lights up her life, soft lips kiss her and a voice says her name once and all over again.

What she would do to make it a reality… but no, her reality is other. In this reality the handsome guy’s missing, he’s replaced by a tyrant, a bleached hair guy who won’t ever say her name the way the boy in her dreams does. A sense of loss washes over her, something she can never understand.

The mirror tells her she had an awful night and her eyebags are as bad as her boss’. While she dries her face MC runs her fingers on the little scar over her left eyebrow, it’s a tiny white line that can go unnoticed easily. Her head hurts trying to remember where she got it, and every time she thinks she’s close to a memory the whole world spins and she’s thrown into darkness.

… and the only light she finds, the only hand she can reach is cold and cruel.

Three knocks on the door warn her that it’s time to go to work, before leaving her room she gets the hideous robe and puts it on and drinks the foul blue elixir. It doesn’t make sense, but she’s accepted her fate, all she knows is that she was bad, she made the wrong choices… she’s getting what she deserves.

“The redhead…” He growls when MC walks into the room, the boy stares at the screen, fingers furiously typing on the keyboard. He glances at her before going back to the computer.

“Get here, I need you to help me with this.” A sinister smile finds his lips. “This will be fun.”

MC turns on her screens. “Ready.”

On the other side of the screen, the red-haired hacker types furiously, getting past another firewall. Lines of code reflect on his glasses and he has to admit, he’s getting a little hungry…

The damp, cold secret passageway they’re hiding in doesn’t help; now 707 wants a warm meal. But he knows that’s a luxury they can’t afford to risk right now. Not when he and Vanderwood are in Mint Eye, trying to save the innocent guests the Savior invited to her little party.

“Madam~” he says in a sing-song voice. Beside him, Vanderwood groans.

“What?”

“I’m hungry.”

Vanderwood sighs. “Ya...to be honest, me too. Alright. I’ll go get us some food. Hopefully those goddamn Believers are all asleep.” The older agent slips on the robe they stole from the supply closet, pulling the black hood over his head. 707 gives him a small salute.

“I’ll watch your back, don’t worry! You know I won’t let anything bad happen to you, Vandy~”

Vanderwood gives him a deadpan look before the older agent moves, heading for the door on the wall that will lead him into one of the hallways in Mint Eye. 707 goes back to his laptop, confused when he sees the other hacker stopped his attacks.

Unknown laughs, he stands behind her, his voice filled with menace. “Now, do a good job for me and lure him just to where I can destroy him. If you do this right I might even give you a reward.”

MC swallows, it’s difficult to hide how frightened he makes her. “Yes, sir.”

[ Believer A606 has entered the chatroom ]

Believer A606: ....

His fingers stop, he freezes.

606…?

His heart constricts at the memory of his love, the love he lost and has been trying to find. But when he woke up to this new reset, he and Vanderwood were already headed to Mint Eye...MC is nowhere to be found, not even among the new players who joined Mint Eye.

But now...this. This can’t be a coincidence.

Hastily, with shaking fingers, 707 enters the messenger.

[ Believer A707 has entered the chatroom ]

Believer A707: Hello?

Her eyes read over the line, one, two… five times before she can move again. Why does it hurt…? It’s such a strange sensation, like she’s found a string, once she can pull at. It makes her anxious, curious, eager… What is happening to her…? There is a lump in her throat and she wants to scream, cry… for help.

MC’s hands are trembling, hands that are always reaching out, searching but never finding… The room starts spinning and she shakes her head trying to focus. Whatever she’s feeling she dismisses it. There are orders she has to obey now…

Believer A606: Believer A707…? Hello...