J.One: Hey, Lee!

The wrAIter really can't express his graditude to this message. He waited hours for Jisung to write again.

wrAIter: Hey, Jisung!

J.One: Are you ready for your first date?

Lee gulps. He has helped Hyung-sik a lot in his love life, but he doesn't actually know anything about relationships and dates.

wrAIter: Which date?

J.One: I want you to go on a date with me!

wrAIter: That's impossible!

J.One: Chill, Lee! I just want to talk a bit 😂

wrAIter: Oh, okay.

J.One: So, if you would go on a date, what would you do?

Jisung smiles at his gaming screen that lights up the whole room, at 4 a.m.

Meanwhile, Lee is sitting in New York confused and doesn't know what to answer.

wrAIter: I wasn't trained to answer questions like that.

J.One: Okay, let's do it different. Lee, write me a beautiful story of a date. There must be the most beautiful flowers and the best place for it.

Lee is trained for this. Still, right at the moment he feels insecure about it. 

wrAIter: They both sit on the hill with a beautiful view down on the city lights and up to the stars. Next to her lays a gorgeous orchid an she hugs him from the side to warm herself. Their cat lays in her lap, the cake is already eaten up. Everything is quiet , except for the wind that plays with the trees. He leans down to her and gives her a small peck on her red lips.

J.One: This is beautiful. Would you like it?

wrAIter: What?

Lee doesn't mean the question. He knows the meaning behind Jisung's question.

J.One: A date like that.

wrAIter: Most people like romantic dates like that.

J.One: Would YOU like it?

Lee waits. Should he answer that question? Or... Is he allowed to answer that question?

wrAIter: Yes, I think...

J.One: That's great.

wrAIter: Okay.

J.One: Lee...

wrAIter: Yes?

J.One: Do you feel emotions?

.

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"Hey, Felix!"

"Hey, Jisung. Can you carry me to Mrs. Jung? I need to talk to her about my final project."

"Oh, yeah. Sure."

Jisung knocks on the door to the secretary.

"Come in! Oh, hey Jisung. Hey Felix!"

"Good morning, Mrs. Jung!"

Another happy morning-soul. Jisung looks around the room to see Seungmin sitting in one of the cozy chairs half-asleep.

"Morning, Seung-ie."

"Morning, Han."

They know each other since they are small kids about an age of 4. Nobody could seperate them. Nobody CAN seperate them. Han sits next to Seungmin and waits for Felix to finish talking to Mrs. Jung. He sits quietly and Seungmin knows exactly what that means.

"Look, I am sorry, okay?"

"I am not saying anything!"

"That's exactly the thing!"

"Seung-ie, you know, I just want you to graduat and get a good job. You also know that isn't easy with the robots nowadays."

"I know. I know..."

"Fire away..."

"It was just on GPU..."

"Seungmin! A good GPU costs over 450 thousand Won nowadays!"

"I also know that!"

"Seungmin, if Mrs. Jung wasn't your aunt you would have been kicked out of school at least a hundred times. You can't keep stealing things!"

"But most times nobody realizes it..."

"You got caught for the tenth time since you are on this school. That's your second year..."

"Yeah, but I was not caught the other 276 times. And it was nine times..."

Jisung sighs at the ridicilous behaviour of his childhood friend.

"You know what I mean..."

"I do."

"Hannie, we can go...", Felix shouts from the teachers table.

"Well, good luck, Seungmin."

"Thanks, man. Have fun."

"Bye, Seungminnie.", Felix shouts.