I don't want to become average.... I want to be someone. I want to show the world, what I am and who I am. What I can be.... So why I am going to die here?
This. This is what Nerian thought. Infront of his eyes, was the man named kazamir that is about nerian's life with his own hands. Far behind him, nerian's older brother is trying to catch up. The battlefield is sporadic and destroyed. Olive is exhausting herself out, fighting the T1 threats. They maybe weak, but numbers make it up for it. Davin tries to help olive, but he's not as strong as her. Serena, is evacuating civilians from any Threats. Varian, who is 20 meters up in the air, and ready to descend to cause damage to the T4 threat.
Civilians are screaming "save me!" "Please! Don't kill me I have a fami-"
Am I really going out like this? I failed everyone, I failed myself...
Kazamir gets closer to Nerian. Blizzard yells out for him to stop.
No...
Kazamir gets closer to Nerian. Kazamir has a sinister grin on his face.
I just have to.... Adapt.
Nerian stops his fall, his green eyes begin to glow. He charges up an uppercut from an impossible angle, Kazamir's grin fades as he can't evade from this.
Let's see you evolve from this.
Nerian's mother (shouting from downstairs): Nerian! Get up for school!
Nerian: Okay...
Nerian gets up from his bed, goes into to the bathroom. He takes a shower, brushes his teeth and dresses up for school.
He goes downstairs to meet his mother Joan Beaumont.
Joan Beaumont is dressed in a striking and modern outfit that reflects both style and practicality. She wears a green, long-sleeved crop top with a high collar, The quilted pattern on the sleeves adds texture and uniqueness to her look. Her fitted metallic-gray pants, with a glossy finish, enhance her sleek silhouette and are secured by a black belt with a silver buckle, completing the ensemble with a polished touch.
Her hair is bold and dynamic, Styled with short sides and a longer top, her black hair sweeps upward in a spiky, wave-like fashion, creating an air of confidence and energy. A small ponytail at the back adds a subtle flair.
She's cooking breakfast for Nerian.
Nerian (takes a seat at the dinner table): Mom where's my brother?
Joan (her voice is happy today): Oh he went to school early.
Nerian: How about Blizzard? I didn't see him in his room earlier.
Joan (plating nerian's breakfast, in a exhausting tone): sigh He's been restless recently, he's coming home more late and with more bruises.
Nerian (in a casual tone): It's because of "Club" Mom. Their not letting him leave, we should just ask dad to handle them.
Nerian finishes his breakfast after a few minutes, then goes outside. He lives in the city of Jakarta, particularly in central Jakarta. The city is bustling, with vendors selling people food/drinks. Hundreds of mopeds and cars on the road on their way to work. Nerian takes a bus to his school, after some time he arrives. He takes his seat in class and waits for the teacher (they haven't arrived due to traffic) to arrive, he puts his bag in his desk. The other students are talking/playing with each other, while Nerian waits for someone.
?: Brother!
Nerian (a bit mad): There you are! You're late 20 minutes to class blizzard! You're lucky the teacher is late, where were you anyways?!
Blizzard (in a relaxed tone): Sorry sorry! I was out with my boys exploring our new neighborhood.
Nerian: We've been here for 3 years.
Blizzard (he grins, crossing his fingers in a X.): Ah! That's where you're wrong dear brother. We've been here for 2 and a half!
Nerian: ......
The door to the classroom is opened by the teacher, he walks to his desk.
The teach (breifcase in hand, wearing a nice suit): Sorry class, traffic jam.
The teacher sighs
The teach: As usual..
The teacher sits on his chair and begins to roll call.
The teach (looking at his clipboard): Latisha inci?
Latisha (stands up): here.
The teach (gesturing his hand): Please come over here.
Latisha (confused): Eh?
The teach: it's a new semester. We have to check your body weight and height, and uh...
The teach looks at his clipboard.
The teach (hesitates to say): Appearance as well...
The classroom: hah?
A couple of minutes later
The students are currently undergoing the weigh in, height check and appearances. For some reason..
The teach: Blizzard Beaumont.
Blizzard Beaumont: Yes teacher!
Blizzard gets on the weight scaler
100kg exactly.
Blizzard gets on the height scaler
197cm.
The teacher examines blizzard Beaumont. His notes:
Blizzard Beaumont carries a casual and approachable style that contrasts with his muscular and imposing physique. He wears a plain white baseball cap, fitting snugly over his light brown hair, which is short and slightly messy beneath it. His expressive green eyes are clear and lively, The beige jacket draped over his shoulders, paired with a simple black shirt underneath for contrast.
Despite his relaxed appearance, Blizzard's physique, reminiscent of a powerhouse like Arnold Schwarzenegger, hints at his exceptional physical strength and resilience.
The teach (writing blizzard's appearance on his clipboard): Have you ever thought about basketball?
Blizzard (in a confident tone): No! I hate basketball.
The teach: Just asking. Ehem, Nerian Beaumont!
*Nerian gets on the weight scaler*
61kg
*Nerian gets on the height scaler*
178cm
The teacher examines Nerian.
Nerian Beaumont. carries an air of thoughtful charisma that belies his age. His tousled blonde hair, slightly messy yet deliberate in its carefree style, frames his sharp green eyes, which radiate a mix of innocence and quiet confidence. A single stray strand falls across his forehead, giving him a distinctive charm. His fair complexion is accented by a small beauty mark under his left eye, adding a subtle, unique touch to his appearance.
Nerian's clothing reflects his composed personality—neatly dressed in a crisp white button-up shirt paired with a light gray jacket. His poised demeanor and delicate hand gesture suggest something that I don't like. This is what the teach wrote.
sound of a school bell
The teach (returns to his desk): And that's all for now. Enjoy your break time students.
5 minutes and 21 seconds later
Nerian and blizzard are in the school yard, Nerian is reading a magazine about mopeds for his job. Blizzard is looking for one as well, since his feet are tired of walking everywhere.
Nerian (Flips to page 21): This new moped looks good for my deliveries!
Blizzard (using nerian's chair as a resting spot for one of hands, while nodding and holding his chin with his other hand): I agree my brother. The problem is..
Blizzard pulls out his wallet. A fly flies out of it, and he only has 500.000. rupiah, the moped costs 18 juta rupiah.
Nerian and blizzard look at the wallet in despair.
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After school.
Nerian is on his deliveries on foot (nerian is a shopee delivery guy). Blizzard is following him (still in his school uniform). The street is busy, with street vendors selling food/snacks/drinks. People are chatting with the vendors or just grabbing a quick snack. With cars,trucks and any motor vehicle you can name in the road besides them, with a monorail between the 2 roads.
Nerian is wearing the standard Shopee outfit delivery.
Nerian (with 2 delivery bags in his hands): Blizzard why are you following me?
Blizzard (with his hands in his pocket): I got nothing else better to do my brother.
Nerian (looking at his phone while walking): Why not go do something with your "club"?
Blizzard: Please.
Blizzard looks up into the sky.
Blizzard (in a serious voice): The only reason I'm in that "club" is because of my build. When someone tries to fight the club, they always remind the provoker that I exist. They use me to boost their own ego. They fight others for things that will accumulate to nothing but anguish and a card to Alcatraz.
Nerian: Harsh words.
Nerian stops dead in his tracks, blizzard bumps into him. However nerian is unbothered.
The delivery point is at the Pullman Jakarta Indonesia Thamrin CBD.
Nerian (pointing to the hotel with his thumb): Here we are! Wanna go to inside with me?
Blizzard (back to his usual tone): Of course my brother!
Nerian and blizzard enter the hotel, it's filled with bellboys and rich folk doing god knows what. Nerian approaches the counter, he asks for the room's address so he can deliver the package. In the background, blizzard is admiring the decor.
The desk lady (wearing your standard hotel uniform, she's wearing glasses): Oh, it's down in the basement.
Nerian (reasonably confused): Um... Okay? Thanks..
Blizzard walks up to nerian
Blizzard (whispering to nerian's ear, his eyes are dazzling at the sight of it): My brother, the decor is beautiful!
Nerian (whispering back, with a nervous tone): I know. However, the food I'm supposed to deliver is in the basement.
blizzard (squints): That's a bit off, isn't it my brother?
Nerian (nods): It is.
Desk lady: Just follow me gentlemen.
Nerian is suspicious, but blizzard reassures him. He isn't a 6'4 man with abs that could put your average body bodybuilders to shame for no reason.
They follow her. The inside of the hotel is glamorous, blizzard is at awe while Nerian is wondering how did they never find this place in their almost 3 years living here. after a few minutes they arrive.
Desk lady: Just let me get my keys first..
The desk lady rattles her keys around
?: Excuse me!
The desk lady (still raffling, not looking behind her to the voice): Ah, Mister Oleander I was just about to let them in.
Olendear stands tall at 6'4", with a commanding presence that instantly draws attention. His lean, muscular build speaks of years of training and hard work. His sharp, angular face is partly obscured by a jagged scar that stretches across his cheek and brow, his piercing gray eyes are framed by thin, rectangular glasses, which lend him an air of intelligence and calculation. Despite his formidable exterior, there's a quiet composure in his demeanor, as if he’s always two steps ahead of everyone around him.
He’s clad in a tailored black suit with a subtle sheen, exuding professionalism and authority. The jacket is slim-fit, with sharp lapels and a single silver pin near the breast pocket, symbolizing his allegiance to F. Beneath the jacket, he wears a crisp white shirt, complemented by a sleek black tie neatly knotted at his collar. The suit trousers are equally well-fitted, emphasizing his tall, well-proportioned physique. His polished black leather shoes reflect his meticulous nature, completing the look of a man who values precision in every aspect of his life.
Olendear (with a vein popping up in his head, and his hands ready to strangle someone, in a angry tone): Miss putri, why are you leading them into the basement?
The desk lady (sarcastic tone): why wouldn't I?
Oleander mutters something to himself, then suddenly gains composure and cool.
Nerian (Scared to death): U-um.... You ordered this right? Mis-mister oleander?
Blizzard tenses up, ready to fight if this strange man decides to fight.
Oleander (clears his throat): Yes I am mister Oleander, please follow me into the basement.
Blizzard (gets into a jiujitsu fighting pose): You planning somethin-
Oleander: No. Just follow me, and I won't do any of you two harm.
Nerian and blizzard hesitate at first, but they can't risk going to juvenile so they agreed.
They enter the basement through the door the desk lady opened up, the basement is well lit with hotel supplies down there you can name. After a bit of soul searching, oleander moves a mattress that blocks a part of the wall
Blizzard, and nerian (in their head, their face is ?? their voice is enthusiastic): Ah! So it's like in one of those movies!
Oleander touches the smooth granite like a control panel.
Beep boop bap bop blop blip bloob bib. 1,9,4,5,1,7,0,8
Nerian and blizzard (in their head, confused over): Why did the brick wall make robot noises?
The granite wall opens up to a dark room.
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Oleander enters the dark room, while the two brothers hesitate.
Oleander (in a irritated tone): Hm? Why aren't you two going with me?
Nerian (with a single sweat on his face): I am not going to trust a stranger.
Blizzard (trying to lighten up the mood): stranger danger! Stranger danger!
Oleander (getting more and more irritated): You want to get paid right? So just follow me.
Nerian: No way, pay me right now or I'll return the food.
Oleander (past his limit, in a mocking voice): And with what? You don't have a motorcycle, or moped to run away with! I can catch you easily. And....
Blizzard tightens up, sensing danger. While Nerian gets ready to fight.
Oleander (poorly drawn): what kind of shopee courier walks? Are you that POOR to even but a moped, or just a bicycle?
Oleander begins to laugh
Blizzard gets angry, as no one. NO ONE, can insult his brother and get away with it.
Blizzard (about to throw a punch): I'M GON-
Nerian stops his brother, signaling it's not worth it. Blizzard cools down, and
The lights turn on
The dark room, was infact made from pure marble like the outside. Even the walls and ceiling. Behind oleander, was a eye scanner. The scanner scans oleander's eyes, and the door behind oleander finally opens up. He enters first into bright doorway.
Nerian and blizzard enters as well, albeit still uneasy.....
.....
The room is akin to a boxing gym.
Bird's eye view: nerian, blizzard and olendear entered from the south side. In the left side are a few used sandbags, with treadmills on the north, Infront of the treadmills are windows. Behind the windows is a medium size swimming pool, at the right side is a door. Which leads to a briefing room and another door.
But the thing that attracts nerian and blizzard's curiosity is in the middle.. packs of blood, all bright? It doesn't make any sense. This is what the two brothers thought.
Oleander (still irritated): Don't talk about the room being empty.
The two brothers follow Oleander into the briefing room, there's a dozen or so of chairs (the ones with the arm rest) and documents on the floor scattered by someone. And that someone is currently sitting, filling these documents on a teacher's desk (behind them is a whiteboard)
? (With massive eye bags, not even looking at them): Oleander, are these two the new recruits?
Oleander: What you do think of them?
she stands up.
Her jet-black hair falls just past her shoulders, with a slightly disheveled yet intentional appearance that softens her otherwise sharp presence. Her bangs frame her face, slightly parted to the side, giving her an effortlessly refined look. Stray locks at the ends suggest she doesn't have the time—or the care—to keep her hair perfectly groomed. I wonder why? The two brothers asked. Her face complexion is pale, possibly due to long hours indoors. (The two brothers are oblivious to this) The heavy, dark circles beneath her tired yet piercing eyes reveal her exhaustion and dedication to her demanding work. Her eyes themselves are slightly narrowed. A small mole beneath one eye.
Her faint, lopsided smile conveys a quiet confidence. It's not a smile of warmth, but one of knowing..
She wears a black, perfectly fitted blazer over a crisp white button-up shirt. The blazer’s lapels are neatly pressed, but the first button of her shirt is left undone, "so she must be laid back! I respect you sister!" This is what blizzard thought. "This is getting too weird." This is what Nerian thought.
Oleander: Would you please pay them dear?
Dear (getting her wallet out): Of course! How much is it.
Oleander (in a simplistic form, still devouring the food): 2 juta. (For any people that don't live in Indonesia, this is considered expensive)
Dear (Absolutely flabbergasted at the price): HOWWWWW DO YOU SPEND SO MUCH, I'VE ALREADY LIMITED YOUR ALLOWANCE! WHY DID I EVEN MARRY YOU!
She continues to insult oleander, Oleander is receiving the insults in one ear. And spewing them out from the other ear.
Nerian: Um, can I paid please? And what's your name, I need a name so I can verify the payment.
Dear (calms herself down): Okay okay... The name's Teak Gesang Gunawan. And here.
Teak hands nerian the 2 juta oleander owed
Teak: However! Sit down with us please for a moment will you two?
Blizzard and nerian thought about it for a second. However it's a Friday, and they literally got nothing to do so why not?
The two brothers sit down, nerian sits likes a model student. Blizzard sits with his arms folded. While oleander enters the door in the briefing room.
Teak (sits on her desk again): Tell me, what's the first thing that pops up in your mind with the letter F?
Blizzard: Fun.
Nerian: Fuga.
Teak (slightly amused): Oh? A JJK reference, interesting. What about the letters X and Y?
Blizzard: Xylophone, and yellow.
Nerian: Xbox, and Yen.
Teak (having fun with this quiz): Hehe. Tell me, do you two know the cartesius diagram?
Blizzard and nerian: Yeah.
Teak: What do they have?
Blizzard and nerian (at the same time): There's 2 lines, the vertical line is Y. The horizontal line is X. Both have a negative and positive side. With 4 sect-
Teak: That's enough. I just need the bare minimum, do you know what I think of these?
Nerian and blizzard stay silent.
Teak (in a serious tone): Freedom, xenophobia, and yapping. Which of these do you want to join?
Nerian (confused): Excuse me?
Blizzard (confused as well): Pardon me my sister?
Teak (confused as to why blizzard called her sister): Eh?
Nerian: Don't worry about that, my brother just calls everyone his sister or brother when he respects you.
Teak (a tad bit befuddled, back to her serious tone): Okay? But which one would you join?
nerian thinks for a moment..
Blizzard (in a light-hearted tone): My sister. You've purposely made X and Y, look bad. And F good, and F is supposed to stand for freedom in your interpretation correct? Free will can be manipulated when the options are presented in a bad light. Hence defeating the entire purpose of free will, and therefore freedom.
Teak (impressed at blizzard's awareness): Correct. Even in freedom, there's still evil. People interpret freedom "as being able to do anything", rather than identify between the good and bad in your choices. Or what most people lack nowadays. Discipline.
Blizzard understands what teak is saying, and has no rebuttal. While nerian, is confused on what to say.
Teak: So tell you two. Which want do you want to join?
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Blizzard and nerian look at each other....
Nerian (sighing, with a sweat on his face): Wahhhh, that was nerve wrecking..
Blizzard (hands in pockets): Indeed my brother.
Nerian and blizzard has left the Pullman Jakarta Indonesia Thamrin CBD. And currently going home under the setting sun.
Nerian (leaning his head backwards to talk to blizzard): Are we really going back there tomorrow? Should we tell mom and dad about this?
Blizzard: Of course, especially mom. She would be VERY worried about us being gone till midnight.
Nerian: True true..
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at 19.47, 18/04/2025.
Nerian and blizzard are at home, nerian is in his room studying for his exam. While blizzard just sits in his room, thinking about what teak said.
Till Joan shouts for them, it's time to eat dinner! Nerian frantically runs out of his room, blizzard aswell. They push each other while running down the stairs.
The two brothers tumbled down the stairs, they get up immediately like nothing happened and wash their hands and takes their seats at the dinner table.
Nerian (eagerly waiting for dinner, but something's off): Wait... Where's dad?
The front doors open.
Dad: I'm home!
Blizzard and nerian: Father!/Dad!
Dad (gets close to Joan, smelling dinner): hmmm... That smells delicious!
Joan: Thank you! It's the same dinner we had back in-
Joan turns around to her husband, drooling over the smell. This is a regular occurrence when he's around, working as a zookeeper drains energy. And Joan's food is soul food. Joan giggles at this, and just wipes the drool off with a handkerchief. The father goes to his room, and gets in his pajamas then goes downstairs to his loving family. His name?
Asbjorn Beaumont has a radiant, composed presence that exudes both elegance and charm. His hair, a soft golden blonde, is slightly unkempt yet intentional, giving him an effortlessly dashing look. The loose strands frame his face gently, adding an air of youthful energy to his otherwise poised demeanor.
His eyes are a warm, light brown, brimming with curiosity and subtle kindness. They are framed by delicate lashes and faint yet sharp brows that arch naturally. His nose is straight and modest. His lips, often curled into a relaxed, confident smile.
The contours of his face are smooth yet defined, with a subtly angular jawline that blends into the softness of his cheekbones.
Draped in a well-fitted black jacket over a simple white shirt, alongside with a pair of navy jeans, his attire mirrors his personality— His posture and slight hand gesture give the impression of someone who is at ease in any predicament.
Asbjorn sits down with his loving family, and begins to eat dinner alongside with them.
Blizzard (in his head): Should I tell mother and father right now? Ah! I know.
Blizzard looks at Nerian, who's devouring the food with his fork and spoon. Nerian notices blizzard, blizzard tilts his head slightly towards their parents. Nerian immediately understands, and uses a tissue to clean up his mouth first.
Blizzard (in a gentle tone): Mother, father. There's something me and my brother have been wanting to share.
Joan (stops eating): Hm? What's that sweetheart?
Asbjorn: You got into a fight?
Nerian (trying to muster the courage to tell them): n-no! But...
Nerian and blizzard stay silent for a moment, blizzard finally gets the courage to speak when
Nerian (frantically trying to finish the sentence): Me and blizzard joined a secret organization called F!
Asbjorn drops his utensils in shock and is petrified to hear what his son said, Joan's eyes widen
Nerian and blizzard brace for impact. They close their eyes, anticipating the impact.
They create scenarios in their heads, nerian imagines his father lashing out at them for joking. While blizzard imagines them leaving.
They open their eyes... To see their parents laughing uncontrollable.
Joan (making a goofy face, she's clenching her napkin hard, laughing as well): HEEAHAHAS, OH DEAR! DEARIES...
Joan pauses
Joan: THERE'S NO SUCH T H I N G AS A ORGANIZATION CALLED F! MUCH LESS A SECRET ONE.
Asbjorn (making a even goofier face than his wife, laughing like a maniac, clenching his fist aswell): AHAHAHA, SAY NO TO THEM! THEY'RE JUST....
Asbjorn pauses
Asbjorn: LOOKING FOR A COURIER BOYS! AAHAHAHA
Nerian (slams the table due to frustration): But we've made our mind! And if they're really looking for courier boys, then they really REALLY had an intricate plan to tell us...
Blizzard (arms crosses, in his serious voice): About the existence of the shadow organizations, X and Y. They fight each other, and fight F for dominance of the entire globe. Each nation that is thriving and has little issues, or issues that won't harm the citizens and government of the nation, are under F's jurisdiction.
Nerian: And the nations that are struggling, like 3rd world countries. Are under X's jurisdiction, since X's goal is to maintain traditions.
Blizzard and nerian (at the same time): While the nations that are struggling, with so many issues with their economy, policies, social, corruption and so many more. are under Y's jurisdiction.
Joan (finally calming down, while asbjorn in the back falls off his chair and yet HE'S STILL LAUGHING!): Alright, alright. I believe you, go join this secret organization. Have some fun while you're young!
Nerian and blizzard (In their head): I feel like she's not taking us seriously...
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the next morning
Nerian takes a shower to get ready. While blizzard has already showered, and currently putting on some hair gel on his unkempt and messy hair. He's in a F uniform which mysteriously appeared in his closet. How did he know that it was a F uniform?
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Blizzard is sleeping peaceful in his king sized bed, all of a sudden...
WHOOSH
His windows was unlocked, and left opened. Blizzard quickly got up, thinking it was a theif and got into his Jiu-Jitsu pose. However no one was there? Blizzard was confused. Till he saw that his closet was opened, he checked it...
Blizzard swung the doors wide open, but all there was. Was his clothes, and a package in his closet.
There's a note on it which reads "Property of F, for you and your brother. please don't lose this or I will find burry you and your brother alive. Thank you!!"
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Nerian has finished showering, blizzard already prepared nerian's uniform for him in his room while he himself is STILL trying to get his hair all fancy. (He has naturally messy hair)
27 minutes later
The two brothers finally have finished getting ready. They got multiple uniforms from F, but for now they brought 2 (wearing one, and blizzard is packing the other in a case)
What are the two brothers wearing?
Nerian stands tall Infront of their house with a a striking blond tuxedo, its tailored fabric gleaming under the light. The suit's jacket fits snugly around his frame, exuding a refined elegance, while the area surrounding the buttons is a deep green, adding a bold contrast to the ensemble. His tuxedo pants match the sophistication of his jacket—sleek, well-pressed, and tapered perfectly to complement his polished black dress shoes.
His hair, slicked back with precision, glistens slightly from the hair gel he applied earlier, keeping every strand in place.
Blizzard stands confidently in his dapper tuxedo, the light blue fabric crisp and well-fitted. The white trim surrounding the buttons adds a refined contrast, making the suit pop with elegance. His cream-colored tuxedo pants, tailored yet slightly relaxed in fit, drape smoothly down to his polished shoes.
Unlike his brother, Blizzard’s hair remains as wild as ever—naturally messy and unkempt, defying any attempt at styling. Strands stick out in different directions.
Nerian (feeling himself in the tux, in a confident tone): You ready?
Blizzard (feeling himself as well): Of course my brother! Let's go-
SLAM. The brothers look behind them, to see their mother.
Joan (opened the front door): Now where are you two going?
Nerian (in his mind, scared): No no! We forget to say our goodbyes!
Blizzard (in his mind, petrified from his mother): My brother.... I am sorry that I forgot as well.
Nerian and blizzard slowly turns around to meet their Fate...
Joan (holds a bag): Without lunch!
Nerian and blizzard (relived, but also confused. They're tilting their heads abit): Eh?
Joan (in a motherly tone): I can't let my children starve! Now here take this, and have some fun!
Nerian takes the lunch from his mother, in the back thanking her. While blizzard notices his father, sitting at the couch hunched over, hands clasped, and head down.
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Nerian and blizzard took the metro system. And then walked the rest of the journey on foot to the hotel. It was a sunny day, with children running about enjoying the weekends, couples doing romantic stuff, and people in general just enjoying the weekends. Or otherwise known as "healing" in Indonesian work/school culture.
They enter. It's lively as ever, however the receptionist putri from yesterday wasn't there.
Nerian (confused): Where's miss putri?
Blizzard (pointing his index finger to the basement, in his casual tone): Brother. Let's try the basement first?
Nerian: Yeah, actually why didn't I think of that.
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Blizzard (puts his hand on nerian's back): You'l learn it soon enough.
Nerian (raised an eyebrow): Learn what?
Blizzard (trying to avoid the question): Let's go!
Blizzard and nerian goes to the basement door. Yesterday it took a key to open it, but now.....
Creakkkk
It didn't. The basement is still dark and spooky like yesterday, but the two brothers didn't care since they know what's down here.
They go Infront of the wall that oleander led them to, however...
Blizzard (with his hand on his chin, thinking): Hmm...
Nerian (slightly worried): What? What it is?
Blizzard (turns his head around to Nerian, with his eyes closed): I forgot the password...
Nerian is disappointed.
Blizzard (opens his eyes): But you remember righ-
Blizzard stops speaking as soon as he opens his eyes.
Blizzard doesn't say a word, but instead signals Nerian to get behind him. Nerian is confused? Why? Blizzard just tells to get behind. And so he does, but when Nerian does get behind his brother.
He sees it. A pocong standing in the dark.
The two brothers. Turn pale, their bodies refuse to move in fear. The pocong's is mutilated, eyes gone...
The pocong jumps closer and closer to them. They still refuse to move, until....
Beep boop bap bop blop blip bloob bib
The door behind them opens up from the inside, exits out Teak.
Teak (closing her eyes, sipping on coffee, she's still in her yesterday's clothing): Ahh, I guess Aqeela can make a nice cup.
Teak opens her eyes, to see the two brothers
Teak: Hello?
teak repeatedly slaps the back of blizzard. She gets no reaction. She pokes gently at nerian's back. Still no reaction
Teak (in her mind, goes to side of them while she's thinking): Weird, I wonder what made them froze up?
Teak is besides Nerian, and sees...
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A pocong Infront of the-
SMACK
THUD
Teak (In a angry voice, there's a visible blood vein popping in her forehead.): ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE THE RECRUITS A HEART ATTACK?!
Teak had slammed her fist on top of the pocong's head. Causing it to collapse to the ground in a instant.
Blizzard and nerian slowly turns their heads to the pocong's corpse.
Teak (putting her hand on her hips, in her casual tone, looking towards the two brothers): Sorry about that... Davin likes to scare everyone around here. He's just a rascal.
Nerian and blizzard (finally not scared, and their skin color is finally back to normal): He?
??: Honestly... You could just told me to stop, not hit me...
The pocong undresses, and turns out..
Davin's hair is jet black, medium-length, and slightly unkempt, with uneven bangs that partially cover his forehead and one eye. The strands fall naturally without much care.
His face carries a constant playful smirk, paired with light gray eyes that seem to observe the world through a lens of humor. A small, slightly crooked nose with a noticeable bandage across the bridge hints at a life of comedic mishaps or poorly planned antics. His skin has a warm, sun-kissed tone, suggesting time spent outdoors—or maybe just running from trouble.
Davin’s expression is perpetually mischievous. His half-lidded gaze and raised eyebrows give the impression that he’s always mid-prank or about to drop a sarcastic comment. The way he holds his fingers near his face adds to the playful demeanor, like he’s just shared an inside joke with himself.
He sports a casual black jacket, worn loose over a plain white T-shirt. The jacket looks slightly oversized, as though borrowed from someone bigger or found after one too many comedic falls. His pants likely match his carefree nature—probably faded jeans with a few scuffs from his tomfoolery.
Davin (in a light-hearted tone, he has a pepuan accent): Sorry about that, Guess i took it a lil too far... I'll make it up to you two later!
Davin heads off inside.
Teak goes with Davin aswell, and the two brothers enter aswell. ( Albeit still recovering)
The inside has changed... alot infact, more decor like posters of movies, tv shows, comics and manga! But the thing that caught nerian and blizzard's attetion, is a..
A BOXING RING.
And there's a few people inside aswell.
There's a 5'9 woman killing it on the treadmills, she wears a normal undershirt colored pink, and a gray sweatpants.
A 6'5 man wearing a simple yellow T-shirt, with red sweatpants. pummeling the sandbags, his punches sounds like a shotgun being fired off.
Nerian (in his mind, petrified): What a terrifying aura..
Blizzard (in his mind, scared): His punches can make shockwaves?! Even my punches couldn't do that! Although I never really tried my hardest..
Teak (crossing her two arms): Varian! Greet the new recruits!
Varian stops punching
Blizzard (still in his mind): So that's his name...
Nerian (in his mind): Better not trigger him...
Varian looks at the two brothers. With a deadly glare, his blue eyes shining at them. Varian then looks at the clock above the door which leads to the swimming pool.
8.30 am. Varian, angerly walks over to a door. His steps echo.
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Teak (?????): Sorry about that, he usually likes to enter the room besides the room you two were in yesterday.
Nerian (Reliefed, in a panicking tone since he's still processing what just happened): Oh no no! It's fine.
Blizzard (in his mind, with his index finger on his chin): Now I'm curious..
Teak: Olive! greet the new recruits!
The girl on the treadmill stops the machine. Her face is covered with bandages, she closes her eyes as she pulls one of them open on her cheek, a drop of glowing blood seeps out and...
the girl: By will and vein, let crimson flow, from life to form, my blood i sow.
The drop of glowing blood, disappears. And all there is left, is a towel which falls to the girl's hand which she used to wipe her sweat off.
Nerian (in his mind): Huh? Wha-what?
Blizzard (in his mind): I-i don't even know how to comprehend this..
The girl: Hello!
Nerian (Finally snapped out of his confusion): Huh?
The girl is shaking hands with nerian's right hand with both of her hands.```
Nerian's gaze is fixated at the girl's eyes. Nerian is slightly looking up, since she's taller than him. Her brown eyes are dazzling, full of joy and wonder. Slightly blinding nerian in the process. Her pink undershirt is slightly worn, and with tons of sweat on it, her gray sweatpants are clearly brand-new. Her hair slightly moving due to the intense shaking of hands. Overall, it's a perfect fit for a gym session.
Nerian (in a slightly shocked tone): Hel-hello!
The girl (in a cheerful tone): You must be nerian! Teak talked about you all the time yesterday. And the one in the back is your HAAANDSOME brother blizzard!
Blizzard (closing his eyes and bowing his head): Thank you for the compliment my sister . May I ask what's your name?
The girl stops shaking nerian's hand
The girl (in a cheerful tone, pointing to her self with her thTumb): My name? Olive dandelion!
Nerian (in a curious tone, moving his wrist because olive shook it for too long): I just have a question. How did you create that towel?
Olive (she has the towel around her neck the entire time, she holds it. Sticking her arm out slightly yet still bent, still in a cheerful tone): Oh? This? You can create it with-
Olive stops speaking. Nerian turns around to see that Teak signaled her to stop with her hand.
Teak (In a serious tone): To answer your question. Get in the ring.
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Nerian is equipping his boxing gloves, and a head protection, while olive only wears her boxing gloves. Blizzard put down the case near the boxing ring
Blizzard (being the second for Nerian, he's using the ring ropes as a arm rest. In a relaxed tone, also he's putting nerian's mouthpiece): Alright brother, you remember the one two combo and uppercut I taught you right?
Nerian (putting his head gear on , in his usual tone): Vividly.
Nerian's mind races back to 2 years ago, when blizzard taught him a one two combo and a uppercut. How did blizzard taught nerian? Well...
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A 14 old nerian is grouching on the ground in pain, as blizzard did a one two combo to his face and ended it with a uppercut. While blizzard stands tall.
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Blizzard (patting his his brother's back gently): You got this brother!
Ding!
Nerian (in his mind): This suit is very flexible, I thought it would be more restrictive.
Blizzard starts to analyze olive's movements, while teak is just smiling.. Nerian and olive meet in the center of the ring. Nerian holds a normal guard, while olive is doing southpaw style.
Whoosh
Nerian swung a left hook, only for it to hit air. Olive is quick with her feet. and returns a devastatin-
BLAM
Nerian's guard he held at the last second, was blown open by olive's
Blizzard (in his mind, with a shocked face): What was that uppercut?! My brother's guard was firm, yet it was blown right open! She has a small body compared to me, yet she more destructive power!
Olive goes in for a straight at nerian's face.
blam
Nerian counter punches olive, and evades olive's straight by a hair's width. The hit isn't as destructive as olive's...
Olive backs off from Nerian, and there's a visible mark on her cheek.
But a punch with the right timing and precision, still has power.
Olive's face turns from joyful, to serious. Nerian, feeling the adrenaline now. Rushes at olive with a guard, olive backs up and she-
Boing
Olive has backen up to ring ropes, she has nowhere to go.
BLAM BLAM BLAM
Nerian has landed a one two combo, and a uppercut to Olive. It's a clean combo, olive is visibly hurt.
Nerian (in his mind): Alright! I can finish thi-
B L A M
THUD.
blizzard (in his mind): What... Just happened?
Nerian lies unconscious on the mat. His mouthpiece barely hanging on, while his green eyes that were bright earlier. Begins to darken. While olive goes to teak sits down on the mat, gasping for air.
Blizzard rushes to his brother on the mat.
Blizzard (holding his brother in his arms, in a panicking tone): Brother! Are you Okay? Brother!
Teak (in a joyful tone): He's fine, Olive didn't put too much force in it.
Blizzard (In a serious tone, looking at teak): How... How did sister olive had that much power? It's not humanly possible!
Teak's face turns from grinning, to stern.
Teak (in a serious tone): No it is. Even your brother used it earlier against olive.
Blizzard is confused.
Olive (in her joyful tone, she has a big smile on her face, closing her eyes at the beginning of the sentence and opening up at the middle): C'mon, what's the thing that athletes get when they enter the zone?
Blizzard (finally realizes): Adrenaline!
Olive snaps her fingers together, she winks at blizzard while keeping a big smile.
Teak (putting her hands on ring's mat, in a casual tone): The reason why I didn't explain to you, what our base of power is. Because we don't want to overload a recruit's brain from the get go, so we decided to make it like a school lesson.
Blizzard (in a panicking tone, fearing school lessons): NO!
Teak (trying to calm down blizzard): It's okay! It's not boring, we'll just give you the basic information and you'll discover the rest yourself.
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In every human body. Lies the adrenaline glands on top of the kidneys in a hat shaped. To activate adrenaline, you need to be in a fight or flight mode. You'll gain superhuman strength Aslong as adrenaline keeps pumping, however...
There's a permanent way to keep the adrenaline going. Through sheer will and unwavering determination, adrenaline will be flowing all around your heart, and thus the body. In every blood cell, rushes adrenaline boosting your destructive power, speed, and reflexes. However this has a huge trade off, which CAN be subsided through rigorous training.
We simply call this phenomenon "Charged blood."
There's a number of ways to use charged blood (or CB for short)
Example: Olive's use of CB. She temporally let adrenaline flow into her blood cells, thus giving that boost of destructive power.
There's also blood creation, on where you let a small amount of blood go outside of your body. And you can create anything you can, Aslong you've hold the object and remember it clearly. Be aware, that once your blood touches something dirty (even your own external body) it becomes unpure, and you can't create anything with it. No germs, nor bacteria. There's a limit to how much we can create, called the "20 percent threshold"
Teak (talking to a blizzard sitting on the mat, and a awoken nerian): That's basically it for now, you'll learn more later on. I don't want to cram too much information into one sitting.
Nerian (Raising his hand to ask a question, his face is covered in bandages because of olive. In a relaxed tone): question! How does adrenaline create objects? Like how olive created a towel.
Teak (poorly drawn): Good question... I wouldn't know the answer to that..
Blizzard and nerian (in their minds): So it's unexplainable..
Teak (having a headache over the nature of blood creation, looking at Nerian, olive heads into the briefing room): You should go take a shower nerian, and blizzard! Follow me.
blizzard follows teak into the swimming pool, while Nerian enters the briefing room.
Nerian (in a shocked tone, olive is in there at Teak's desk gathering paperwork): How...
Olive (stacking up the paperwork, in her joyful tone): Did this room get so much bigger? Blood creation silly! It's a bit barren right now, we don't have many ideas on what to create..
Bird's eye view:
The room has tripled in size, and there's new doors leading to new rooms. It was originally a small briefing room, contains a few desks, Teak's desk and a whiteboard and clock on top of white board (the flooring was white and black) Now it looks like a lounge area. (The flooring is carpeted) The white board has been replaced by a 4k 24 inch TV, the desks have been removed and now there's a sofa. To top right of the lounge room, is the kitchen. Filled with all types of utensils, and a fridge! To the bottom side, is another door. To the right side (near the kitchen) is another door, and finally near the TV is another door!
Creek
Nerian turns around to see the 6'5 man from earlier enter the room from the door near the TV.
Varian (Breathing heavily, staring down at Nerian with a deadly glare, he holds a bag of... Cat food): ....
Nerian (Scared to death): WAHHHHHHH!
THUD.
Nerian's soul has come out of his mouth, and currently ascending to heaven. Olive grabs his soul, and force feeds nerian's souless body with his soul.
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Nerian (waking up from his shock, his eyes begin to slowly open): Uhhh, my head..
Nerian's eyes fully opened up, to see the 6'5 man saying something.
Varian (with sweat on his face, he's crouching down to nerian's body lying on the carpet, in a panicking tone): I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for scaring you! I'll make it up to you by cooking some food up! What's your favorite food?
Olive (besides varian, in a relaxed tone, trying to encourage varian): You should introduce yourself to anyone new, don't be all menacing like.
Nerian (In a Reliefed tone, still laying on the carpet): Oh... Thanks for asking, my favorite food is pempek.. do you know where the showers are?
Varian (Points at door near the kitchen, in a casual tone): It's right over there, although we have no cold water left...```
```Nerian heads to showers, the showers are communal like in a gym.
Nerian (in the showers, touching the wounds that olive gave him): This is so much to take in, me and blizzard are going to become agents. The CB explanation is still confusing, but that rush...
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Blizzard (with his arms folded, in a curious tone): Rush?
Splash splash splash
Blizzard is currently at the swimming pool, a person is swimming right now inside of it. The room is filled with lights, and some benches for accomodation.
Teak (looking at the person swimming, with her arms at her back like a military officer, in a serious tone): The rush that CB gives you. Is a high that can beat any drug, you feel like you can take on anyone and anything. That's the consequences of having every blood cell in your body having adrenaline, you'll become restless. And the only way to burn it off, is by fighting or anything to burn energy.
Blizzard (with his finger on his chin, he's raising an eyebrow. His eyes tracing the person's swimming,in a curious tone): So X and Y are battling each other with this?
*The person that is swimming finally finishes their laps, and breaths-no gasps for air. They rest in the pool, you know how you usually rest in the pool right?*
Teak (looking at the person, still serious): Yeah, and we'll use it.
Teak pauses
Teak (Looking at blizzard, in a joyful tone. She's smiling while saying this: To defeat them!
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Nerian has just finished showering. His muscles feel more loose, and his hair damp. he searches for olive, looking around the room when he hears
BWAHAHAHA
Nerian hears SpongeBob's laugh, and goes near the TV. He finally sees Olive sitting down on the couch, her feet kicking in the air. She's using a couch cushion as a armrest, the TV's colourful lights shine brightly on her tanned face.
Olive (in her joyful tone, sitting down at the couch): Looking sharp!
Nerian (In a deadpan tone, poorly drawn. His fingers stretch his t-shirt): This is just basic...
Nerian is wearing a yellow t shirt, and green sweatpants.
Nerian (in his mind, his face is slightly disappointed): this is what they gave me and blizzard?
Olive (in her joyful tone,): It's disappointing isn't it?
Nerian (in a casual tone, he looks over at the TV): It is.. how old are you?
Olive (looks at Nerian, in a slightly annoyed tone, she falls down on the couch. Her arm squeezes the couch cushion while her head is resting at the armrest while looking at Nerian): I'm still 17! All ages can watch SpongeBob.
Nerian sits down on the couch with olive.
Nerian (in a tone which he is about to laugh, sitting with his legs wide open with his arms dangling in between them. The coach lets out a tired creek. The couch swallows half of nerian in): SpongeBob is the best cartoon ever. And this couch is soft!
Olive (Tilts her head to watch the TV, back to her joyful tone): There's always time for some SpongeBob! And the couch is made from CB if you're curious.
Nerian looks at olive, his face is absolutely shocked from the reveal. While olive looks at him with a smile, her eyes slightly closed
Nerian and olive watch the movie, nerian and olive laugh at the jokes, olive cries when SpongeBob and Patrick "die." While nerian comforts her while she's crying. They watch Till SpongeBob accepts that he's a goofy goober.
Olive (In a joyful tone, jumps back up from laying down to sitting. Using her pillow as a armrest and legs criss crossed): So, is your adrenaline gone?
Nerian (He's confused, looks at olive with a raised eyebrow): what?
Olive (moving her eyes, making gestures with her hands, still in her joyful tone): You don't wanna punch anyone, you don't feel restless, run a marathon? I'll help if you're still restless.
Nerian (putting his finger on his chin, feeling his body, in a casual tone): Um... No, no-not really I'm not restless.
Olive (gets up immediately due to Joy. Stretching her arms, the couch cushion is flunged at nerian's face.): Great! Now we can finally start training.
Nerian's head is pushed back, his hair momentarily spikes up, and he lets out a small ow. Olive notices.
Olive (slightly bending over, her fingers are close to her mouth, in a worrying tone): Oh I'm sorry, did it hurt?
Nerian (covers his face with one hand, while gesturing his other hand at olive. In a slightly in pain tone): No no, it's okay. Just don't fling stuff like that around.
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the duo are near the punching bags. The ventilation is horrendous, so olive and nerian are sweating alot.
Nerian (olive is crouching to help nerian equip his gloves, he has a hard time with it. In a thankful tone): I'm sorry you had to help me equip this...
olive (In a joyful tone. Closing her eyes while equipping): No no it's okay! You're a new recruit, and I'm your mentor for your CB control.
Olive backs off from nerian. She's finished Helping nerian with equipping, and now?
Olive (points to herself with her thumb, she lets out a big smile during talking): It's time for teaching!
Nerian (slouched over, in a deadpan tone): okay.
Olive (. In a joyful tone, pointing at Nerian, ): What's your type?
Nerian (blob nerian tilts his head, a question mark appears beside him, he's slightly confused): Eh? Well, if I had to tell you I guess my type is a gentle, kind and car-
Olive (Karate chops nerian's shoulder, Nerian is back to his regular art style. Olive puts her other hand on her hips, in a surprised tone): No no! Not that, but your blood type.
Nerian (His entire body jolts up due to the shock, he closes his eyes due to the shock but opens them back up immediately after, he's angry.: Ow... Well, you have to be specific. You can't just ask me my type!
Olive (Puts her hand on the back of her head, in a gentle tone): Sorry... I should had specify.
Nerian (he goes from slouching over, to standing tall. He's still shorter than olive. Back to his casual tone): My blood type is B+
Olive (She takes a deep breath, not out of shock nor because she's about to say alot of stuff, in a joyful tone.): You're the same blood type as me!
Nerian (Confused, slightly squints his eyes): So?
Olive (making letters with her hands, she's very happy.): B+ is the most flexible and the most adaptable blood type compared to all the rest!
Nerian (Getting the gist of CB now, In a loud tone. Putting his chest out, and raising his arms like a dancer): Oh! Oh I understand it now!
Olive (Slaps nerian's back in excitement.): Now you're getting it!
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Blizzard (Walking out of the swimming pool room, gesturing his hand to teak and looking at her. In a calm tone): So we'll disband after taking down the 2 organization?
Teak (closes her eyes while walking, putting her hands at her back like a officer. In a calm tone): Correct, You'l begin training with me starting with CB control.
Teak opens her eyes.
Whoosh THUD
Nerian has landed a massive impact on the sandbag, sending it flying.
Olive (Raising her hands to support nerian. Her eyes are alot lit up, in a ecstatic tone): There we go! Go nerian go! Go nerian go!
blizzard is impressed with his little brother's power.
Teak (in a Serene tone): he's already getting the hang of it.
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Nerian (Exhausted. Slouching over like a grandma, putting his arms in his pockets. He's wearing his suit again, he took another shower before this and his hair is all messy. He's taking deep breaths to regain his stamina.): Olive's so joyful, where does she get that energy from?
Blizzard (Walking behind his brother, he's drinking a carton of milk. Chugging it like there's no Tomorrow, in a exhausted tone. Blizzard is also wearing his suit): No clue brother..
Blizzard and nerian are heading home under the setting sun. Their schedule, Is 3 Pm to 7 Pm when on school days. And 8 am to 6 Pm on free days.
Blizzard finishes chugging the carton
Blizzard (wipes his mouth, closes his eyes while doing so. Then opens them up again. He takes a deep breath, he looks at the moon, back to his casual tone): Brother. It's 7.23 pm. You better go to unless Bjorn's house.
Nerian (he jolts into a upright position, he looks and blizzard. In a panicking tone): Oh man! I forgot about uncle Bjorn!
Blizzard (crouches down, signaling his brother to): Get on my back brother. I'll take us to Uncle Bjorn's house, then you go study there with him. I'll wait at warung taman.
Nerian (gets on his brother's back, in a concerned tone): Don't be too fast, you'll throw me off like last time.
Blizzard (gets up, locks in his brother's feet so he won't fall of, and nerian holds blizzard's shoulder tightly. In a confident tone): It won't happen.
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Nerian is at Bjorn's house. It's actually a apartment building, but Nerian and blizzard refuses to call it "Uncle Bjorn's apartment" because of their father constantly calling it a house.
Nerian is studying on the dinner table with Bjorn.
Bjorn Is working on his laptop, typing vigorously while Nerian is tapping his pencil on the desk.
Bjorn is a 6'3 man. He's a cut man, He streaks a fantastic suit, a combination of black and gray. His undershirt is a simple light blue. He wears a simple cream colored trousers, with his belt still on. His facial expressions, show little to no joy. All there is, is the face of a salaryman. His eyes are teal, however dull. His eyes once was full of wonder and joy, and now it's empty and lifeless thanks to his job as a salaryman. His blond hair slicked back (using hair gel) and professionally kept, the aura Bjorn emanates is "Please end me."
Bird's eye view: Bjorn's apartment room is in a rectangular shale, the bottom right, has a room which is the bathroom. The top right side and the middle is the dining room/kitchen/living room. Which nerian and Bjorn is currently in. The left side from top to bottom is Bjorn's bedroom.
The air is refreshing thanks to the AC, there's barely no sound In the room than Bjorn's vigorous typing, and a occasional yawn by nerian.
Bjorn (looking at his laptop, quickly side glancing nerian then back at his laptop. The laptop's colors shine off his white face. In a lifeless, bleak tone): Nerian. Why are you beaten up.
Nerian (quickly jolting up, touching his wounds olive gave him. In a panicking tone): oh uh... A friend of mine gave me this.
Bjorn ( Still looking at his laptop. His tone slightly changes to more serious, but still lifeless): ... A friend gave you that? Then that's not a true friend. A true friend, will never hurt you in any way. Except if you, yourself are hurting yourself. And the only way to stop it.
Bjorn closes his laptop, slouches over, puts his hands on his chin. And looks straight forward at Nerian
Bjorn (slightly closing his eyes due to frustration.): Is them stopping you. Now tell me the truth, what happened?
Nerian (looks at the floor, with a single sweat on his cheek. In a gentle tone): Well... Me and blizzard joined a club, boxing club. And there was a girl there, she fought me in a sparring session. And these wounds, came from her. Bu-but she isn't a bad person! She's actually really sweet.
Bjorn (Nothing really changed about his posture nor tone): Give me a single instance, where she's "Sweet."
Nerian (poorly drawn, in a casual tone): She cried at the SpongeBob movie, when Patrick and SpongeBob die. And then I comforted her when that happened.
Bjorn (His eyes. Slightly, lit up. In a slightly shocked tone): Oh. She is sweet then. Why did you join the boxing gym in the first place?
Nerian (pushing his head with his thumb and index finger, in a gentle tone): Well because me and blizzard were bored.
Bjorn (in his mind): They really are the children of my brother, and Joan.
Bjorn (slowly takes nerian's notes, in a casual tone.): How's your grades doing?
Nerian (Gesturing his hand. He raises his eyebrows while talking, in a joyful tone): They're all A's!
Bjorn (Slightly smiling, looks at nerian's notes and grading. In a casual tone): That's good. You'll get a decent paying job, get a down payment for a house, a nice car, maybe a beautiful wife. In no time.
*While Bjorn is talking. Nerian's smile earlier, fades away slowly. His face, turns into a bleak expression.
Nerian (In a somber tone): But... I don't want that.
Bjorn raises an eyebrow.
Nerian (Looks at his uncle): I don't want a mundane life. I don't want to be working a 5 to 9. I don't want to be... Average.
Bjorn (processing his nephew's words.): ......
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Nerian (some sweat still remaining from earlier, in a tired tone): Boy that was a tough talk...
Blizzard (in a relaxed tone): It definitely was, for you my brother.
Nerian and blizzard are at their favorite restaurant in Bogor. Eating at their heart's desire. The restaurant is packed with people, children playing with their food or running around the restaurant and getting yelled at by their parents. Couples giving each food with their silverware, people posting their food and captioning it with "Makanan favoritku, di tempat favoriteku ??"(They get paid by the restaurant for advertising, but the food might be good, however, half the time. It isn't) and getting thousands of likes on Instagram/ tiktok.
A female waiter walks up to them
Female waiter (tilts her head, in a mix of joy and surprised): Well this is a surprise seeing you here!
Cut back to the waiter's back, the waiter is in the middle of the shot. Blizzard at the left, and nerian at the right.
The female waiter has a fairly tanned skin, 5'9, brown eyes filled with joy, black hair... Wait a second, is this who I think it is?" Blizzard and nerian in their minds. Nerian's expressions turned from exhaustion, to surprise. Blizzard's expressions is slightly shocked at what he is seeing.
