"And what is it?"
"It's a quantam physics theory in which a cube is fixed in another cube, congruent to the former which is inaccurate by Euclid's postulate."
"And what does it enable?"
"Shrinking of time and dimensions..."
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"This." He said, unfolding his hands.
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A thin metal chain glistened in his soft yet strong palm with a sparkly shine of purple and pink. The pink sapphires and the amethyst in the centre adorned the shiny white coated bracelet like pixie dust, flowing from a kind fairy's wings.
"I bought this for you. I know it's cheap but I thought it'd look beautiful on your slender wrist." He picked up my left hand and tied the wristlet around my wist.
His hand held my hand with the utmost care. His touch was cold, yet my heart was a melted cocoa mess.
The alluring amethyst in the centre was yet again purple in colour, a colour associated to me since my childhood.
"You like it?" He asked as he placed my hand down. I took some moment to appreciate the enchantment, I was getting bewitched by, in my head.
"I do." I said. Sunoo flashed his smile, which was as intimidating as the azure sky of the autumn. He had my eyes transfixed on him, as if I was betwitched by the presence of some hypothetical mirage in the scorching heat.
"Ahh! I have to return back. I don't drive. Lemme call Hessung."
I took out my phone to ring my brother, whom I expect to be ready to pick me up already, because he most likely completely forgot that I don't drive.
"Yup?"
"You're coming to pick me up?"
"I have other options?"
"Absolutely not." I grined at the reply and he gave off a 'I knew it' sigh.
Heesung wouldn't take any time longer than 5 minutes to reach me and I'm sure of it. Unlike many brothers, who are grown up and have a busy life, my brother never delays to reach me, even if that needs to get him killed.
I saw Sunoo walk to the nighstand and put his phone on charging. He stood there, scrolling through his phone, probably discovering things or maybe thinking of his sister, just as much I used to when Heesung was in the US.
I didn't intend to smile as I sat next to him but I did. Sunoo, like a little kid, had downloaded a music app to listen to nursery rhymes.
"Sign in." I said.
"Hmm?"
"You have to sign in your email acount to be able to access your phone."
"Oh! In 32nd centtury they sign in the graduation number."
"Graduation number? You mean I can't use a phone if I'm not a graduate?" I was out of words.
"No. Their they install the com-chip in your body and you can communicate to everyone who has a chip without the requirement of any device."
