#technologicalsound

@technologicalsound

Takeru had heard of the Pride event going on- who hadn’t at the station after Tarras had been tricked into being put into the auction? - but he hadn’t had any plans to go himself. By nature he wasn’t a very sociable person, preferring to keep to himself in his “wifi den” as his coworkers called it.

Which was why when he kept receiving inquiries about his bidding at the auction, Takeru immediately suspected foul play. Now who would want to incur his wrath so badly? Certainly no one at the station would... nor would they have the ability to actually hack into his accounts in order to place bids.

Only one person would have the gall to goad him like this.

Pulling up the messenger that the two of them had programmed and encrypted together, Takeru’s fingers flew over his keyboard to type up a quick message before he returned to his work, keeping an eye on the messenger for a response.

The Hacker Squad

Fuuka, Kou (@technologicalsound)​, & Takeru (@sweetshacker)

Knox has been asked to do many offers as a programming tech, but it was always for small things, hardly noticeable things. like programming a simple action menu for a teenagers indie game or even an about page for a website. Never has he gotten an opportunity for something great, and sure to see eyes of many. Until now.

He got an offer from the College of North Danon to help with a project, it was mostly just an offer to get sales for Shock Out++ but, he thought it would be good to get his own repertoire up to par with most “work-at-home” programmers out there.

His walk was filled with confidence, but surprisingly also a lot of nervousness tucked under his shoulders. He was tense, but not extremely tense. He is used to working alone, now he has to work along side someone else- another tech- made his stomach crawl a little. Hopefully they would be easy to work with, he hates stuck up people who just want him there just because they are too lazy to type themselves. He hoped that wasn’t the case with this one, oh please don’t let it be.

He walked through the doors of the technical room, eyeing the electrical equipment scattered about, it reminded him of his own apartment- but a lot neater. He stretched his leather jacket, making sure it stayed curved on his shoulders just right and walked in farther.

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Sora’s overenthusiastic greeting and public displays of affection were only enough to draw a few curious glances from first-timers and a couple fond looks from some of the regulars. Everyone that knew of Sora knew of the young man’s open and caring nature.

The blonde peered over his own shoulder as they were walking and grinned at the other’s words.

“Of course Sora had to wait, ‘cause Sora wanted to play with Kou-chan~”

The first game that he led Kou over to appeared to be a racing game of some kind, after watching the demo video fro a moment, Sora popped a couple of the game tokens he held in and hit the start button for player one and tugged Kou to that spot before taking player two for himself.

“Umm...Hello, Shimura-san. Sorry for coming so suddenly when you’re busy today”

Fuuka was nervously standing by Kou’s front door. In her hand what seems to be a cake box and hands it over to the older male.

“Umm, I heard it’s your birthday today so I thought I’d get you something. I wasn’t sure what flavored cake you'd like so I just went with the classic strawberry shortcake.” The engineer student hangs her head down, staring at her shuffling feet. She only found out about his birthday recently and didn’t have enough time to think her present through.

A few days prior, Takeru’s birthday had passed quietly. As he hadn’t made many friends since his transfer to Akounri, he hadn’t really expected a celebration or even any acknowledgements like his companions back in Japan would have done.

As expected he did get greetings and photos, plus a short video, from the group in Japan. Birthday greetings and a passing comment asking if he’d grown any taller yet. He had been sure to send back his thanks and a mild bug to freeze the offender’s phone for a hour or two. No one teased him about his height.

On the Akounri end, it had been quiet. He’d bought himself pizza and a small cake since his friends had insisted on it and demanded that he take a picture to show that he’d done so. He’d figured that would be the end of it.

Takeru certainly hadn’t accounted for Kou showing up with a gift for him.

Looking away from the screen he’d been typing on, Takeru’s gaze settled on the wrapped gift before following the line of Kou’s arm back to his face.Something for his birthday…

An interested smirk appeared on Takeru’s lips as he reached over to accept the proffered box.

⌦“I shouldn’t be surprised that you would know when my birthday was I suppose.”

He neatly began unwrapping the gift, eyebrows lifting when he realized what the gift was. There seemed to be an almost childish glimmer of happiness in his eyes now.

⌦“This is…”

These were certainly hard to come by. They always sold out fast and there was a long waiting list for reservations to eat at the place where they were made.

Takeru looked back to Kou, his expression relaxing with how pleased he was by the surprise gift.