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The next morning, MC had woken up fairly early. She had decided that instead of going out, she'd finished the piece of work she started yesterday. She worked hard for a few more hours and soon it was finished. She was fairly happy with the outcome. She had added the sun in the upper left corner of the canvas, the fuzzy edges of the bright star looming and spreading rays of light across the canvas. The clouds fading in and out of the light and the small bird that flew high above the ground. It seemed like the afternoon, just like the picture in V's camera. She stretched and decided to take a picture of her work with her phone before going out for a bit.

She had traveled back to the same park she was in yesterday, a part of her wanting to see V again. She shook the irrational thought out of her head as he phone went off. She pulled it out of the pocket of her shorts and looked at the lock screen preview.

Someone had started texting her, opening her phone, her phone glitched and opened an app she hadn't remembered downloading to her phone, let alone knowing existed, but before she could question the whole scenario, someone sent her a message.

The message thread was someone who claimed to have found a phone with this app on it and was pressuring MC to go to a location that was also in the phone. The whole scenario was sketchy, but MC wanted to help find the true owner of the phone if it was indeed lost, so she questioned a few things. She was reluctant and soon the person on the other end of the conversation sent a picture of a boy with black hair and shimmering green eyes claiming to be himself. That only, whether a fake picture or not, wasn't a good move to do with some stranger. In the end, she had agreed to travel there but under the condition that if she feels like she's in danger or something is too sketchy, she's booking it ASAP.

She traveled to the location and it took her to an apartment. This apartment had a special passlock on it that required a passcode, the same passcode the mystery boy sent to her. She knocked on the door first and then only put the passcode in as the last resort. When the door unlocked, she stuck her head inside and called out for someone, anyone. There was no one there, so she let herself in, closing the door behind her. She went to message the boy back but the thread glitched as she was then forced into some chatroom. That is when everything began.

MC stood in the middle of the room, just reading through the messages of the members of this group who hadn't yet noticed her arrival. Just reading the conversation, the members of the group were Jumin Han, Zen, Yoosung* and 707. It was 707 who finally took a double take and noticed her presence in the chatroom. They began to freak out, thinking it was a hacker. Apparently this was a private chatroom for a private company. They even began to think that someone had downloaded this app twice so she entered a reply.

MC: Hello...

Yoosung* began to freak out. Jumin began to question her and brought someone else's attention to the whole chat, a Jaehee Kang. She thought her head was spinning, everyone one was directing so many questions and demands at her all at once to the point she wanted to scream. 707 then said that she was at someone's apartment, someone named Rika and that she was definitely a girl, a cute one to his words.

MC: How did you get that information?!

The chat went on and on and she wanted to know who they were first before she even said anything about herself. She explained why she was here, how someone lead her here by saying someone had lost a phone, she even explained how she hadn't even downloaded this app herself, that someone else had to have done it for her.

707: We should contact V.

MC blinked. V? Did they mean that V she met yesterday? The photograph V she spent yesterday with as she recreated a photo of his? That V? Whether or not it was the same V, she learned that he was a founder of this organization and that he wasn't around as much as he use to be due to the other founder of the organization passing away and her being his fiance. She felt bad for him, it must've been hard to loose someone you love so dearly to death.

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