Geez they sure are a pompous lot, declaring to bring ruin over something so childish. Was what Seven had thought when the trend became quite popular. The news wormed into Korean news, eventually into other places while he was moving around that summer. But it appears there’s a cool down period; Medjed was defeated and Japan’s economy had been saved by the Phantom Thieves. While his boss had waved it off, saying it was just a bunch of nonsense Seven had become intrigued and sought to search them out by himself.

After hours of downing Dr. Pepper and Honey Buddha Chips, all his efforts....had come to fruition. 

“Aha! I’ve finally found a trail....” 

Seven does a stretch at his computer chair, he moves his soda off to the side and away from his keyboard to avoid any issues that may arise. While the trail was nonexistent, he was able to find someone’s data attached to certain sites, their IP was popping up everywhere which led him to pursue them. Pushing up the frames of his glasses, he wears a smile after he dives into this particular person’s computer. 

“Oh man~ what a challenge, their fire wall and security are pretty tight, I wonder if they noticed If I’m inside...? Oh well~” He hadn’t gotten far enough into the SNS app containing a chatroom with some eye worthy individuals until he was blocked out. “Guess that means they noticed then...fufufufu, I guess i’ll send ‘em a warming greeting.” 

707: [ a file has been sent ––– scan for viruses? ] 

Inside the file would be a harmless cat video, nevertheless it’d be up to them to open it up or not. A flimsy distraction, but if these were kids he was dealing with...he couldn’t go too hard on them right? They didn’t know better, after all. 

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“Lonesome…?” Seven repeats in Japanese, the girl’s native tongue; he’s clearly surprised by the stranger’s observation. The hacker’s expression contorts into brief confusion but it isn’t long till a cheshire smile appears across his lips. “Do I…? But hey, if I have that type of allure – doesn’t it give me an even mysterious vibe?” 

Leave it to him to try to make a potentially deep topic choice and turn on its head. He places a hand onto his chest, there’s a twinkle in his eye. His phone’s already pocketed even though it’s blowing up with a conversation with his employer. This can wait, he thinks, because it’s been awhile since he’s had some fun.