~♪Melody of our Hearts ♪~

The string that connects us~ [Part-1]

**Location: Cyberjaya**

Night had settled over Cyberjaya, its skyline a constellation of shimmering lights against the dark sky. The tranquility was deceptive, masking the city's simmering tension.

"Ali! What are you doing?!" whispered Alicia, the Neuro agent, her voice a sharp contrast to the hushed ambiance. Ali, the techno boy, was entangled in a mess of electric cables.

They were in the school computer lab, the air heavy with the hum of electronic equipment. A virus had hijacked the school’s computers, necessitating their urgent intervention.

"Sorry... but can you help me please?" Ali laughed nervously, his fingers fumbling with the wires.

Alicia sighed, exasperation clear in her voice. "For goodness' sake, why am I always paired with you? Even Comot would be more useful."

Reluctantly, she bent down to assist him. The faint glow from the computer screens cast eerie shadows across their faces.

Meanwhile, in the city’s slums, a different kind of drama was unfolding. The slums, a stark contrast to the gleaming towers of Cyberjaya, were a labyrinth of narrow alleys and dimly lit corners.

"Hey! Did you pack up everything?" a man dressed in black demanded, his voice cutting through the night like a knife. A shivering boy handed over a suitcase, his eyes wide with fear.

"You should have done this sooner! What a waste of time and energy..." The man scoffed, mounting his bike and speeding away. The child, left behind with his injured, unconscious parents, sobbed quietly, too terrified to seek help.

These events went unnoticed by the city police, but not by our spy agency.

**At M.A.T.A base:**

In the sterile, high-tech meeting room, a giant screen dominated the space. A male voice crackled through the speakers. "I hear that crimes are increasing in the outskirts."

General Rama stood before the screen, flanked by the mentors of various pillars. "Yes," he responded. "It's about the smuggling of cyber weapons and sensitive data regarding our technological advancement plans."

The mentors exchanged glances, concern etched on their faces. The man on the screen sighed. "They'll arrive soon. Be ready for the mission."

"Roger that," General Rama saluted as the video call ended. He turned to the mentors, his expression stern. "How far are the arrangements?"

"Almost done, General," Agent Geeta replied, her fingers dancing across her tablet. "Can we rely on this plan, though?" Agent Leon asked, his arms crossed and his brow furrowed.

"We should trust the process," Agent Karya said, adjusting his glasses with a determined glint in his eye.

"Agent Karya is right. This is approved by the leaders," General Rama said, activating a hologram. A detailed map of Cyberjaya appeared, highlighting five key landmarks: SRT Cyberjaya 1, Cyberjaya train station, Gamma Tower, the outskirts, and M.A.T.A headquarters.

**The next day, at Ali's house:**

The insistent beep of the alarm clock shattered the morning silence. Ali, buried under his blanket, groaned and tried to block out the noise.

"Ali! Wake up! Your friend is here to see you," his father called from downstairs.

"Who is it this early?" Ali muttered, rubbing his eyes. It was seven in the morning, early for someone who had been on a late-night mission.

His father opened the door. "It's a girl. Her name is Alicia."

Ali hummed, still half-asleep. "Oh, it's just Alicia." Then he bolted upright. "What?! Alicia??!" He tumbled out of bed, scrambling to his feet. "Why is she here? We just met last ni— Anyway, why is she here??"