Yeonjun looked around the big room. A few people sat silently while one sat in a chair using a laptop.

"So you've brought them? Nice." they said.

It was a man's voice, an older one at that. Rin appeared from the shadows and joined Kang by his side. The head closed his laptop then looked at them. Soobin moved closer to Yeonjun who was just as scared.

"You picked fine ones this time around. I was right in choosing you both. So, care to introduce me to your experiments?" he asked with a faked laugh.

Experiments? Yeonjun looked at Soobin who was just as confused. They weren't joking when they mentioned surviving initiation. Would they become mutants? Was that why they covered their bodies head to toe?

"The short one is Yeonjun, the tall one is Soobin. So far, both have proved to be good candidates for initiation, Soobin being the best." said Kang as he present sheets of paper.

"Hm, good, good. I trust you can handle this yourself?" he asked, his question sounding more like "Don't bother me at all".

"Yes, sir." they said in unison.

"You've both pleased me yet again with these fine treasures." said the head as he gestured for them to leave. "Actually, leave the short one."

Kang nodded and immediately separated Yeonjun from the rest. He quickly looked back for Rin but only saw the door closing. Why was he staying behind? Why wasn't he allowed to leave?

"Yeonjun, I believe you have some delicious news to tell me, don't you?" asked the head as he played with a pen.

"I have none, sir." Yeonjun replied.

"Are you sure? Nothing you're willing to give up?" he asked.

"I'm sure, sir." replied Yeonjun.

"I'll have Rin come and get you." the head said as he opened up his laptop.

Yeonjun quietly sat as he waited for Rin. It was subtle, but it was clear the head had somehow come to know about Rin's mistake the night before. Was someone listening in? Were there cameras? Though, he remembered both saying there weren't any. Should he be bold and question the head? It was the only way to learn.

"Do you keep watch of everything that goes on in this place?" Yeonjun asked.

"Well aren't you a chatty one." mumbled the head before looking at him. "Yes. I know every little thing that goes on in this building. Though, I keep the rooms camera free as I trust my underlings."

It was as he figured. He kept a straight face as to not alert the head.

"So you constantly keep watch on that laptop? It must be tiring. When was the last time you've left this room? Gone out and enjoyed sunshine? Rain? The air?" Yeonjun pried, seeing as how he was already on a roll.

"You really talk a lot. Just sit there and be quiet. Look, Rin's here for you. Leave." said the head while waving him off.

"Think about it sir!" shouted Yeonjun from behind the closing door.

Rin hit him upside his head in anger. Yeonjun frowned heavily. What did he do wrong? Was he not supposed to talk to the head? Rin didn't say anything to him, further confusing him.

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Yeonjun opened his eyes as Rin was still reading. Would he be willing to talk again?

"Rin, how has your day been?" Yeonjun asked.

Rin didn't respond. He figured as much after what happened last night. The door opened and Rin immediately stood at the sight of the head.

"I'm going to take your experiment for a little walk. Please release him." he said.

Yeonjun watched as Rin scrambled to release him from his restraints. His mind flashed back to the moment when he saw his eyes up close. He wanted to see them again. The head's lackeys pulled him away from Rin and he couldn't help but look at Rin with a pleading look. The head noticed this and wondered why.

"Rin. See to it that you help out Kang. You will resume your duties with this one when we come back." the head said.

"Certainly." responded Rin then watched the door close.

He sucked his teeth as he put his things away in the table's drawer. He was suddenly in a foul mood.

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Yeonjun walked next to the head and wondered where they were going. He looked up and wondered what was going through his mind.

"Do you like our robes?" the head asked suddenly.

"Fashion wise, no." responded Yeonjun.

"Hm. I'm sure Kang and Rin have been teaching you both about our organization. At first glance it all does sound like malarkey doesn't it?" the head asked. Yeonjun nodded. "There's more to it than what's on the surface. We're not here to harm anyone. Our purpose is to open humanity's eyes to the truths that have been hidden from us for years. The truths people refuse to see."

"What are these truths?" asked Yeonjun, pretending to be interested.

"Only those who pledged allegiance to us deserve the right to know. And you my friend, are still underdeveloped." replied the head.

A lackey pushed open a door and soon they were looking out towards the city. Judging from the temperature and how busy it was, he determined it to be nearing late afternoon.

"I don't have to leave to experience the elements and the sun's rays. Unfortunately for you, this is the first and last time you'll see the outside world. Get him." said the head as he turned his back.

"I know people are looking for us. It's only a matter of time before they reach you." said Yeonjun. "Watch your backs."

The head laughed as he walked down the stairs. He turned around and Yeonjun could feel his stare from underneath.

"Bold words coming from someone who's life can be ended with a single word." said the head as he walked up then seized him by the face. "You really would make a fine Lovers... No, I'd much prefer keeping you to myself..."

Yeonjun's eyes widened as the head had relayed them a different order. He flailed around in hopes of shaking them off, but to no avail. He didn't know how, but he had earned himself the title of "The Head's Toy". Rin. Would he ever see Rin again? His mind was more concerned about that rather than why he cared more about not seeing him than Soobin.

"Let me go!" Yeonjun shouted as he tried breaking free.

"No can do. I'm claiming you as mine." said the head in a cheery tone.

Yeonjun watched in horror as they passed by the corridor that led back to his room. There really was no turning back.