Enigma |Dorbyn|

"It wouldn't hurt to have friends"

Corbyn watched his partner as he examined the worksheet. His eyes scanning over the page then turning it with his fingers.

"Umm.. Are you just gonna stand there?" The boy asked Corbyn.

Corbyn cleared his throat.

"I don't really know what to do" He told the boy.

"Oh..." The boy stopped examining the pages and handed the worksheet to Corbyn, "Here just... read the directions, I guess"

Corbyn took the papers and tried to understand the directions.

"Ummm... I don't really know your name"

"Do you need to?" Corbyn asked a little too bluntly.

"Oh umm i-it's j-just that we'll be partners for the whole semester and..." The boy stammered, "It would help for us to communicate..."

Corbyn nodded and thought for a while.

"I'm Cory" He told the boy his fake name, "Cory Anderson"

"Oh o-ok... I'm Daniel... Daniel Seavey"

"Seavey" Corbyn thought for a while, "as in oil magnate Seavey?"

Daniel nodded.

"Yeah that one" Daniel said a little annoyed, he really wished they would stop mentioning his father. It was like his father was his identity.

Corbyn continued examining the worksheet. After a few minutes of silence, Daniel finally spoke.

"You don't really look like a Cory" He blurted out.

Corbyn stiffened and furrowed his perfect eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"U-um nothing" Daniel turned away and looked at the white board, "Let's just get this finished"

Corbyn sort of ignored him after that.

They finished the task quickly, it turns out that Corbyn was actually good at this stuff. Thirty minutes before the time, they were already finished.

"You are free to go if you're done" Mr. Sprouse said at the front of the room.

At that, Corbyn stood up and left the room, the tall brunette guy following closely behind him.

"Well that was rude"  Daniel thought, still in his chair, "He didn't even say goodbye to me"

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"I saw you interacted with him" Jonah said to Corbyn once they were out of the classroom and out of everyone's sight. They stayed in a dark corridor that nobody seemed to use.

"Yeah, he just asked my name, that's all" Corbyn leaned on the wall.

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him my fake name of course" Corbyn rolled his eyes. "Can you tell me his whole profile again?"

Jonah looked at his watch, "I guess we do have time"

"Daniel James Seavey, 17 years old. Son of Keri Seavey and the famous oil magnate, Jeff Seavey. Has three siblings, Anna, Tyler, and Christian Seavey. Resides in Bel Air, Los Angeles. High school student at Kingston High. Childhood friend of Christina Marie Harris, daughter of the CEO of Harris Industries, and Zachary Dean Herron, son of Senator Myta Herron and his father owns Herron Motors. Both of their parents are in partnership with Jeff Seavey" Jonah paused, "Continue?"

Corbyn nodded.

"Sexuality: Unknown
Relationship status: Single
Children-"

"Okay stop stop" Corbyn ran his hands through his hair, "Are we sure it's them?"

"No sir- I mean Corbyn. It might be the parent of anyone in this school" Jonah said, "Everyone in this school is either a child of a senator, millionaire-"

"How about the girl you sat with?"

"Oh Tatum Dahl, she's apparently the daughter of the arts teacher here. Her father is a self acclaimed author. Very shy girl, she barely even talked to me"

Corbyn sighed, this mission turned out to be the hardest one yet. He had been in the spy industry for 2 years but he always complained that his missions were too easy.

"I guess I got what I wanted" Corbyn thought.

He imagined his superiors smirking as they waited for his report. They wanted him to fail.

Ever since he startes his job at 15, they always doubted him, Corbyn knew it. He was pretty sure if he wasn't the president's son, they wouldn't have let him have the job and he's sick of it.

He is more than just the president's son.

"It wouldn't hurt to have friends" Jonah said, snapping him back to reality.

"What?" Corbyn asked bewildered.

"I mean, since we might be here for a long time. We might as well be having fun" Jonah suggested, "Not too much though, we still need to focus on the mission"

"Wow" Corbyn huffed with indignation, "My 'anti-social' bodyguard is asking me to have fun"

"Well, you did tell me the same thing a few months ago"

"Whatever, It's time for the next class anyway" Corbyn picked up his bag and walked away.

Jonah smirked and followed Corbyn.

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