"Am ready.Launch him in our two user domain.i have backed up my files into a thumb drive.So there is no problem what happens to my PC.The OS will be compromised but I can deal with that besides it's what we want",he said tapping a key on the PC to wake it.

"Are you saying that there is a possiblity that....",he left his sentence hanging.His ears can't possibly have heard right

"That testing will complete today and the cobra goes wild in this or the beginning of next week.Yes that's what am saying" ,he completed his sentence.and as soon as he did that Gong jumped to the left of from his chair and yes this time he was for real scared..

He had never witnessed such a display.His cognitive thinking is so entertwined now because he just witnessed someone break the rules he spent eight years learning...

MinGi giggled and as he watched him from his peripheral vision..He is trully hyped by Gong right now.All the fatigue had disappeared even if it's momentary.The same for Gong ,he is shocked to hyperness.

Anyway MinGi saw this and stood up once more to go to Gong s side of the table.He brought his PC and placed it side by side to Gong s PC..

Gong was not reacting.Its possible he is in paralysis but that's too extreme to be real.Anyway, MinGi pressed a few buttons on Gong s computer and proceeded to sit on the chair previously occupied by Gong. In two minutes he had established a connection with his own laptop from Gong s.As such a dialog box appeared on Gong s screen.

MinGi picked the laptop by the base then rotated his body and showed the screen to Gong who was standing to left side behind him.

'loading to connected domain 36 ..38...'

Gong staggered back..His eyes got even more protruding..

" I still can't believe this. Heavens am even thirsty!!", with that simple sentence ,Gong walked away from MinGi s back and he headed towards the door.As he slutched over to the door zhe did appear like he had inhaled desert sand.

MinGi just smiled without turning his head.He just looked at the screen and the loading bar read forty-five percent.Its obviously going to take a while before this is done..

He stood up from the chair while yawning to take out his water bottle from his bag..

As he arrived at his side of the desk, he reached for the bag , once he had it ,he sat on the table and unzipped it slowly.As he reached inside, his heart skipped a beat.His fingers had landed on an oblong object ,at the bottom of his bag.He had completely forgot that he had tossed this in his bag when he left his house this morning.

Slowly MinGi pulled out the box from his bag and he looked at it...

Memories of that day came rushing back to his head yet again and it's not like he has done a good job forgetting it..

He placed the box to his right on the table and reached for the water bottle then gulped a lot of sips down.

The liquid cooled his throat yes but that didn't do much to eliminate the lump hanging on his throat..He turned to the side and looked at the box on the table.The bottle was still on his lips and it was evident that box was in his mind

After he had helped Jung that day and Jung left, he looked at the door dramatically almost like he had seen someone he didn't think would show up infront of him.He stared at the pane in so much confusion.Its common for him to get these palpitations yes but not when meeting someone for the first time.

And the kind of pulsations he had weren't those of excitement or interest in someone but rather those of wanting to run away and fighting that urge.He so much wanted to push Jung out of the room as he feels like Jung s presence in the room is a curse and the fact that he had invited him into the room felt like Jung just devil danced into his life.

It's the first time in his life he had felt such negative energy when he just met someone for the first time.He can't say he hates him because there is nothing to hate. And it's not that he is scared of him, it's just that he despise the thought of him as it feels really bad..And the worst part is he is curious why and that keeps Jung s picture engraving itself in MinGi s brain.

It's a strange feeling yes and he too doesn't understand it but...

He slammed the water bottle on the table and pirouetted to sit on the chair.And he quickly hit the keyboard and shoke the mouse .After a while he logged into the student welfare page.The goal was to see if there is anything that indeed could be making him get this edgy about Jung.

He managed to acess the students profile files. He used the mouse to move to the search bar on that window.

Successively he raised his fingers to begin typing his name. He pressed Jung s full name into the search panel and with his left hand he supported the back of his neck.His right hand moved over to the enter key.As soon as his index finger was just millimeters from the enter keyboard when it immediately just froze mid-air..

He can't bring himself to press it.He starred at the finger.Not again?!!

What if he actually finds what he is looking for?Of course he wants to fulfill his curiosity but he is worried that he will be right ,that indeed Jung could have some deliquency to him..But isn't that what he wants

His hand moved to the erase button and erased Jung from the search bar.Progressively he lowered his head to rest his chin a three quarters of an inch from his clavicle.After that he also placed his right hand behind his neck and entertwined his fingers behind his neck.

A few breaths later, he rose his head and he laid his back onto the chair.This is the fourth time he had done this and each time he had backed out.In fact this time it's better.

Last time when he couldn't sleep because he kept imagining possible encounters with Jung.He then pushed away the covers and pulled his PC that was lain on the bed to begin writing some useless UI report.The bed is wide enough so he doesn't have to worry about damaging the laptop.About two hours later admist working on the report, he just pushed it onto the other side of the bed and tried to get some sleep. But an hour passed ,he commenced tossing and turning because of that beau face emerging in his mind a lot of times.And the worst part was that Jungkook was not floating on clouds or eating soft candy but rather MinGi saw Jung in chains and an orange pr.....

The minute that word was about to cross his mind, that's when he pushed open the covers once more and pulled the laptop.He logged on the system and managed to search Jung.But just as the page was loading, he immediately slammed the screen down.His something was stopping him from finding out but his other something was drawing him in .Because of this internally gnawing conflict, he was paralysed without an idea of what to do.He pushed the laptop on the bed with one hand while the other scratched his temple.Afterwards he raced his hands across his face but he felt abnormal tension from them.He outstretched them to look but it was too blurry..He snatched the glasses by his nightstand and threw them on.He outstretched his palms once more and they were spasming . He was shaking so tremendously and he hated that feeling and that's when he jumped out of the bed and went to the shower in the middle of the night.As he blasted off bare footed , slammed the light on and stepped into the bathroom, he forgot why he came.He scanned the whole room but nothing triggered a clue.He turned around to leave but just then a strong sensation of nausea gave him a reason to stay.He involuntarily grabbed his mouth and raced to the toilet.He peeled off the glasses and held them in his free hand

He knelt at the toilet seat and buried his face halfway into the seat.He thought it was just nausea but he actually threw up his dinner.

After he finished he closed the lid and flushed, he slutched down and crossed his arms on the lid.He sat on the floor and felt really weak and perspiring profusely. MinGi had laid his head on his arms and he let his glasses holding hand to hang.It was quite obvious what he is feeling at this point and why that is.

MinGi was exasperated at himself. He faced the ceiling as he sat on the chair.

He just has to forget about Jung because he can't keep entertaining the thought of him

He stood up and thought of throwing the gift box in the bin. He snatched it from the table top and carried it to the bin.

Once again ,he hesitated to throw the gift. It's not that he cares about the possibility that the gift isn't tJun but rather that..

Why doesn't he just throw the box if he doesn't know why to keep it!!

Maybe he should tell Jungkook to just come take this stupid thing, that way he doesn't have to feel tied to him..

So what's the best way to tell someone to come get the gift they gave?