there’s always a problem with technology , especially one that has been developed poorly. in a sense , it is what she thought. with the use of modern technology , the likes of letters & any form of paper communication are minimised. there’s not much of a use to it , when it is not instant. however , that’s all that she’s used to. modern technology perplexes her. while she is able to grasp her head around the operation of a motorcycle & a vehicle , there’s no much use for her to wrap her head around a smart phone. on the contrary , it is not smart when it cannot read what she wants to do with it. with a trip to seoul to settle any form of agreement with the infamous gang , she can’t ( for the life of her ) use any of the functionality on her phone. thus , with her godly strength , it crumbles within her palm when frustration gotten a hold of her. a puff is taken , sending a few strands of raven hair upwards. chestnut hues scan the area before quickly taking a corner , especially when she senses a familiar energy. she follows it only to stop on her track , in front of a computer repair shop. the word computer is lost on her when all she needs to know is ; they repair shit. otherwise , why name it a repair shop ? with that logic she steps inside , walking straight up to the counter before placing her broken phone ( now looking a mess ) on the counter surface. ❝ you ! ❞ she exclaimed , eyes fixate on the male before her. ❝ i don’t care how much you’d charge but i want this in working order within the hour. ❞ despite in a foreign country , her korean is perfect , including how she used it to demand someone to fix something that is irreparable. // ★ @solsought