The rest his second day in the RFA went fairly normal, a call to school there, ignoring calls from concerned friends and family here.

It wasn't like he was purposefully ignoring his family or friends, well, he was, but… it was for a few reasons, he just… couldn't think of an excuse as to why he had been ignoring them, and, what if the hacker traced his calls and got his friends? Yeah, let's go with that one.

Thank God Seven, Seven said that he understood not wanting to talk to other people under the circumstances and said that if any… missing persons reports were filled he would try to do something, no promises though.

Really, in just a short time he really owed that man a lot.

At least some funny things had happened, he and Seven hinted the question asking if Jumin Han did gay, to which the man in question promptly refused to answer, he was teased for a while by the two trouble makers for the rest of the chatroom.

Later on, Zen backed up the suggestion that Jumin did not do gay, he did accuse him, MC, of having a similar aura like a gay co-worker he worked with, he wouldn't be wrong, but he wouldn't be right either. Zen then proceeded to work his one sided talk back to himself and be a narcissist again. As attractive as Zen thought he was and promptly was, he didn't like him like he did Seven, Zen had more of an older brother type feel this time.

After reading that chatroom, he was too busy cleaning still to participate, he sorted any left out files, maybe looking at a few, hey, human curiosity.

They were boring, just some talk about previous guests, information about their interests and how Rika got them to agree to attend the party.

While he was about to take a nap, since he was bored and promised Seven not to leave the apartment until Day 3, or, tomorrow, Jaehee and Yoosung opened a chatroom and talked about Zen riding a motorcycle, Jumin's sexuality, etc. the normal stuff.

Beyond that, nothing happened, Yoosung called him again asking for pizza, he shot him down, again, but they did have a nice chat about LOLOL, he said he would see if he could play the MMORPG with him.

He was becoming quite fond the short blond, he was fun to be around and talk to.

Right now, he was asleep, lying in the bed in regular sleepwear. His sleepwear being, a pair of sweatpants Seven sent him, and no shirt. Was Korea as indecisive as Canada when it came to weather? Snow one day, beating heat the next, except here, freezing in the morning, sweating for the rest of the day.

At least it had cooled down somewhat in the night, so he continued to sleep and dream, and dream he did.

MC stepped into a large building, the worlds main C&R building, yes, he had seen one back home, but it was much smaller than this but over 30 floors.

The lobby was made of pristine whites and blanks, polished to look like a marble with wooden architecture sprung about, mainly in the corners, also pained a white color.

People in business suits and dresses were moving around throughout the lobby. He felt kind of out of place walking into such a fancy building in jeans and a sweater.

Looking around, he saw a large desk where several women sat behind a layer of glass, adjusting his glasses he could see some had small business headphone things on.

Feeling someone staring at him he turned to his right and saw a man in a black suit turned to him, although he was wearing black tinted sunglasses, he could faintly see him glaring at him suspiciously.

Chuckling nervously, he waved at the security guard before turning back to the desk, he began walking to it.

After standing in a small line of two other people, he stepped up to the secretary lady.

She glanced up at him as she typed on a computer to her right.

"Um, hello…" He waved again smiling nervously.

Turning to him again, the lady sighed before she turned to him completely "Yes, hello, do you have an appointment sir…?" She looked him up and down, confused as to why he was there in such casual clothing.

"Oh, right, um… Jaehee told me to-" "You mean Chief Assistant Jaehee?" She cut in, a strained and tired smile on her face, he could see small bags under her eyes, poor woman...

"Yes, Chief Assistant Jaehee Kang asked me here, for matters relating to RFA" he finished, confidence rising as he ended with a smile.

She gave a small sigh as she stood up, turning to a small group of security guards she waved them over silently.

Several large men around his height but bigger builds walked over to them, turning around he began to get nervous as they got closer. Did he say the wrong thing and was going to be kicked out?

One of the guards stepped forward, he wore a black suit like the other guards but had a badge on his chest and ear piece in his ear.

He looked at him with a confused but polite smile "Mrs. MC?" he questioned head tilted slightly.

Rubbing his neck, he looked away embarrassed "Um… yeah… just call me MC though" the man nodded.

Turning towards them again, he saw slight suspicion in the mans eyes, reaching into his pocket he saw the other guards tense a bit "I can show ID if needed?" The security guard shook his head.

"That won't be necessary, we'll let Mr. Han decided, please follow me" He turned around and MC scurried to follow, not catching the buildings confused employees looks or whispers.

Now about 50 floors above ground, he followed the guard down a hall, no doors that he could see besides one which they stopped at.

"Please wait here sir" Nodding, the guard knocked on the door, a faint 'come in' resounded from the other side.

MC's eyes widened, that was Jumin's voice?

A couple of minutes after the guard went into the penthouse, he came back out and gestured him to follow, the two stepped into past the door.

To say MC was surprised by the interior of the penthouse would be an understatement. From the small look of the foyer he got everything seemed to be in either a color of white, blue, yellow or black.

From the clean-cut marble floor to the fish tanks on the walls.

As they rounded a corner, he saw a tall man, a little taller than himself, in a black suit standing in the center of what seemed to be a living room, judging by the TV behind him.

The man, Jumin, stared at him as he followed the guard into the large room.

Jumin looked just like he did in the pictures he had been sent in the chatrooms, raven hair pushed to the side, a small strand fallen on either side of his nose, charcoal eyes staring at him.

"Who might this be?" Jumin looked at him confused.

MC smiled and waved slightly "It's me, MC"

The raven looked at him confused, he turned to the guard then back to him "… You're not MC…" The guard turned to him, hand pressed to his side and eyes narrowed.

"W- what? Yes, I am" His eyebrows knit together and he crossed his arms.

He guessed something like this happening, the MC everyone thought they knew was a female, while he, was a guy. Even though he suspected this, it still hurt him.

"Do you have proof of your claim?" Jumin rested on the back of a couch, arms crosses with suspicion.

MC pulled out his phone, opening something, he fiddled with the screen for a minute before pressing the device to his ear.

A moment later a ringing sounded through the penthouse.

Jumin's eyes widened in slight confusion and something else, grabbing his phone, which, surprisingly, was a black smartphone, pressing a button he put it to his ear, eyes still on MC.

"Hello Jumin Han" MC spoke into the device, the same speech reaching Jumin twice, once more from his phone.

Pulling the phone away he looked at the screen and MC before hanging up and sighing.

"I guess your voice did sound familiar…" he mumbled to himself.

Standing up straight, he walked over to MC, an apologetic smile on his face "I deeply apologise MC, I just… thought you to be a female from the information Seven gave us" he turned to the security guard and waved him away.

MC smiled and rolled his eyes "I did say I wasn't a girl, did I not?" He put a hand on his hip, phone resting in his hand still.

For the first time in his visit so far, he saw a small smile rest on Jumin's face "I guess you did, I was not expecting you to be here so… I am ill prepared for guests; do you drink wine, any foods you would like?" A sort of glee laced his deep voice.

MC shook his head, politely declining the wine, as he was going to decline the offer for food, he heard his stomach growl.

As red dusted his face, he heard Jumin chuckle "I shall take that as a yes"

Stepping over to him, Jumin gently grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a set of tables.

Yes, Zen was wrong, Jumin wasn't a cold-hearted trust fund jerk, he was nice and kind, he could tell from the actions so far, he just a man who had his emotions ignored and bottled up too long. MC decided he would help Jumin become the better person he knew he could be, he knew Jumin just needed a little help is all.

A man sat in a dark room staring at a monitor, screen lighting his face.

As he typed away on a worn gray keyboard, he grabbed a bottle of water from beside him and took a sip, ignoring the droplets that fell from his mouth.

On the screen, directly in front of him showed lines upon lines of green code, program titled 'RFA Special Security System'.

A single line at the bottom of the screen turned red, the white haired male grinned, he'd finally gotten through another layer of security on the system.

"At this rate, I should have it hacked and under our control in a couple days, oh… Luciel…" venom laced every syllable of the hackers' name "prepare for a living hell…"

Looking to his left, he faced another screen, on said screen was the live footage of a bedroom, a certain light brunette sleeping soundly.

"Oh… you look so peaceful… don't worry lonely RFA prince, soon you will join me, then, you will be the prince of paradise" His mouth turned from its previous grin to a smile as he watched the male sleep, eyes locking with MC's closed ones as he turned in bed before he noticed the blanket that had previously been covering the man had been pushed off revealing half of his bare chest, the mint eyed hacker staring.

A few moments later he turned away, face covered by a light red, unseen by the rooms darkness, he shook his head rapidly as he turned back to the middle screen, now blank, waiting to be used.

But, his eyes found the phone he had used to lure the male to the apartment, face down.

Maybe… maybe… he could send a welcome present? Yes, when welcoming someone to paradise, it would be rude not to send an invitation…

Tapping his chin, the man looked around the room before his eyes rested on a large woven gift basket. After leading MC to the RFA apartment he found it next to a dumpster, he thought it looked nice so he took it with him.

Well, what better gift to give someone then a welcome basket?

Turning back to the monitor watching MC, he began to bite his nails, a grin on his face.

"Prince of paradise… you will be safe soon, just wait a bit longer" he began to chuckle softly, the laugh got louder and louder until it was near hysterics, he glanced at the center screen and began to type again.

"My prince…" he said softly.

Jaehee: I don't understand why it would be so difficult

Jaehee: It is literally just writing your name, how can someone mess that up?

Jaehee: *Sighing emoji*

MC: lololol

MC: Yeah, I might have bad hand writing but nothing as bad as that

It was a little past noon now so MC had decided to go out and get some lunch, so, after the vigorous process of getting Seven to let him leave again, promising to stay within a two-block radius of the apartment this time, now at a small coffee shop, he sat at table, flavored coffee in front of him.

As was obvious, he was currently talking to Jaehee over the messenger, the two had been talking about random things, Jaehee's work, his classes, and other things.

Jaehee: You know… these past few days, I feel as though you have had an impact on the people here already

Jaehee: Yoosung seems more lively

Jaehee: Zen, from what he had told me, working harder at practising

Jaehee: Even Mr. Han seems a bit less… tense, these days

Jaehee: And Luciel, he seems to have taken a big liking to you

Jaehee: Yes, he is always playful, but, with you, he seems… I don't know, happier?

707 has entered the chatroom

MC: What about you Jaehee?

Jaehee: Me? Well… I know less for myself, but, you seem like a trustworthy person

Jaehee: I trust the Cultured Citizens group has emailed you?

Looking back earlier today, he did remember replying to the group representative, at first he had trouble thinking of what to say to them, but settled for someone classier, they did ask if Jumin was going to be attending the party, so, he just centered the email topic around him.

Oh, what's this? Seven entered?

MC: Yeah

MC: Oh, heya Sevy~

707: Sevy? Oh, nicknames!

707: Hmm… Sevy is thinking…

707: Got it~! Jaehee, you are now, Baehee!

Jaehee: Bae-what? Is that a play on my name?

707: MC, you are now….

707: Great Disciple of God Seven #1!

MC: Ohhhhhh! Great nickname! Oh, Seven, have you eaten yet, it's noon

Just talking about it, he felt his stomach rumble silently.

Looking to his right, he saw the donut he had ordered, forgotten but still edible. Grabbing it he bit into it, coughing a bit as he ate.

Jaehee: Well, I am starting my break, I'm thinking of going out for coffee…

Jaehee: Goodbye, Seven, MC

Jaehee has left the chatroom

707: No;;

707: And my HBC are… too… far

MC: Well… I have a donut

He found the nearest security camera and waved the treat in front of it before turning back to his phone, one of the cashiers looked at him a bit confused but was soon distracted as a bell rang signifying that someone had entered the shop.

MC: I could share it with you~

707: Ohhhhhh! Donut, chocolate donut! God Seven needs the sugar to function!

MC: If

707: *crying emoji*

707: I have a bad feeling about this… curse the sugar gods!

MC: Yes, yes, curse them all you like Sevy

707: *Heart eye emoji*

707: Sevy~

MC: I shall purchase you a donut, of yours choose, the moment I see you, if, you send me a selfie of you

MC: You are my God Seven, how can I worship my all great Seven if I know not what you look like? And the CCTV picture Jumin sent doesn't count

707: My precious face! … God Seven shall take only the finest sprinkled donuts, flavour doesn't matter

A picture of fair skinned man lying on his side on what seemed to be a black bed appeared in the chatroom. By the slightly curly red hair that laid on a black and white checkered pillow, MC guessed it to be Seven, or Luciel. In the picture Luciel wore a black tank top, cross necklace around his neck. A bag of open Honey Buddha Chips on the side while he was on his phone.

He looked really cute too, concentrated smile, and somehow his yellow and black stripped glasses weren't tipping while he wore them… and, for someone who says just sits and work at a computer eating just, he was surprisingly muscular.

707: That was taken this morning so it's relevant

MC: /

MC: Selfie is MC approved

"Um, excuse me" A feminine voice asked. Looking up from the chatroom he saw a woman standing in front of him, she held medium coffee in one hand and a small stack of papers in the other, she also had on a black business suit with matching black skirt. She looked familiar.

"Oh, hello, what's up?" He straightened his back and smiled. When sitting like this, he was about the females' height, meeting eye to eye, if he stood, he'd probably be a lot taller.

"Um, sorry to intrude, but, do you mind if I sit here? The rest of the café is taken…" Raising a brow he looked around the café to find that it was packed full, every seat taken, huh, it wasn't like that before…

He heard the woman's heels click on the floor as she shifted bring his attention back to her "Oh, sure, I don't mind at all" He gestured to the seat with a smile.

Nodding, she set down her papers and drink before taking a seat. Glancing down at the papers he saw the logo for the C&R company.

"You work at C&R?" His head tilted to the side as he looked to the woman.

Taking a sip of her coffee, she set it down and turned to him "Yes, do you know someone who works there?" She decided that if she was going to be signing papers for the rest of the day, may as well have some free time while she could.

He shook his head "Not anymore, but my grandparents were the superintendence for one of their residential branch buildings" The woman nodded as he glanced down at his phone, Seven had sent another message asking if he was alright and why he was talking to Jaehee.

Wait, Jaehee? Jaehee Kang?

He quickly grabbed his phone and began to type.

MC: Jaehee?! Brb Seven!

707: MC wait!

MC has left the chatroom

Exiting the chatroom screen, he clicked on an icon that had a polaroid on it. Quickly pressing a file labelled 'Jaehee Kang', he opened the first picture he found.

It was a picture of Jaehee in a brown sweater, open gray suit shirt over top of it. She wore no glasses but had a soft smile on her face, chocolate brown eyes shining in the spotlight.

In the picture was his hand, holding an old fashion bronze key, Jaehee's hand holding tightly onto his.

By the looks of that background, they were at some sort of party.

Setting his phone on the table, face down, he looked up at woman- Jaehee suddenly feeling nervous knowing who it was.

Looking at her neck, he saw an ID card saying her name 'Jaehee Kang', if the picture he had didn't confirm it already, that would have.

"S- so, what do you do at J- C&R?" He asked before nervously stuffing his face with the donut.

Jaehee looked up and set down her pen "Just some boring assistant work for a man who care only for his cat…" Her eyes widened as she waved her wands franticly "I- I mean, Mr. Han might be a bit outlandish with things but-"

MC put his hand up to stop her "D- don't worry, I understand perfectly" How she described him was almost spot on, minus the only caring for Elizabeth 3rd.

"I know what it's like to be h- an assistant, I've had two assistant jobs, one was given to me under… unwarranted circumstances though…" realizing what he said, he shut his mouth. Damn could these people get him to talk…

He felt his phone buzz, a text from Seven, apparently, he left the chatroom.

707

Soooooo JEALOUS~!

Jaehee gets to meet you first!

T_T Why can't Seven meet you, you're so mean

MC

You met me when I was sleeping ya creeper

707

I'm not a creeper~ I am the wonderful God Seven!

And you were sleeping so I couldn't talk to you

Setting his phone down, he took another bite of the forgotten donut, it was a bit stale, but that was to be expected when you leave it out for a about an hour. Wait, has he really been here an hour? Well he doesn't get out much so this is probably good for him, help the pale man get a tan for something, he chuckled at the thought.

It would probably be best if he left and went back home- to the apartment, hone wasn't an option, and he didn't want to endanger his family because of home sickness.

Stuffing his phone away, he picked up his garbage in one hand "Um, see ya Bae- I- I mean Jaehee!" Running through the shop, he didn't see Jaehee's confused face as he threw the cup in the trash.

After running for a while, he began to slow down and walk the rest of the way to Rika's apartment.

A camera on the corner of the street turned to face him as he left the shop, it turned to follow him, the operator grinning.