[ ON HOLD ]
S U P R E M E S E R I E S
One is egocentric and the other is altruistic, who'll win to choose their future?
Will they save the world or hide forever?
BOOK ONE [MARK & TAEYONG]
"Hyung, will you be able to live with guilt? Live with you...
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Mark's POV
I just watched Taemin doing his final arrangements in the weapon room. I kept quiet because I don't know how strong the guns are, maybe if I will speak, he'll be annoyed and point one of it to me. The guns are not like the ones on earth but it looks more advanced.
Like, just one shot, goodbye.
The one who designed these things is awesome.
"Mark, please display these hand guns to section 4, drawer number 5." he puts another box on top of the table.
"Okay." I carried the box.
Correction, I attempted to carry the box.
It is too heavy that I am afraid my arms are going to be detached from my body. I tried to carry it again but the results are the same. I opened the box out of curiosity and what is shown are stacks of different types of handguns, arranged on thick cases so that it will have no defects.
Taemin chuckled. "You should really go for a work out. Your the same age as Lucas but Lucas looks buff and you, a seagull." he lifted the box up and put it down beside the assigned place that I will place it.
Some guns that are long in length are arranged vertically behind the glass. While in the bottom, are drawers that you don't need to pull but just press the button.
About the sections, the label is placed above, at the utmost part of the room.
I pressed the button to open the drawer and empty spaces of styrofoam is what greeted me. I opened the box again to place the first gun I got to the drawer.
"Taemin, who designed these things?" I continued arranging the equipments.
He, who is keeping the empty boxes away, said. "Me and Lucas." he breathed.
"Me and my brothers know a lot about weapons. Actually, three of them serve the Castle. And Lucas, when he was maybe 16? I noticed him being interested in these things so I taught him the basics and he started doing designs."
Seriously? At 16? As I remember, what I was doing at those days was dancing classes and rapping stuff. I was attending school as well.
If only I grew up here then maybe I would already be handling these dope materials.
Why do I need to live at Earth.
Ughhh, regrets.
After placing the last gun, I kept the box together with the others, where Taemin placed them and closed the drawer. Taemin is at his seat, maybe finishing some sketches or files.
"Done?"
I nodded.
"Now sit down." he commanded so I took the seat in front of his desk.
