White Mask was not who they expected him to be.
He was small boy, looking to be around the age of fourteen with strange white-hair that could not possibly be natural. Compared to kids his age, he was quite scrawny, bones that could be easily broken with the snap of Minhyun's fingers. On his lips lingered a playful smile as if he had something planned up his sleeve. Just like many youths, his outfit was inspired after hip hop and was wearing an over-sized fit.
When he first walked into the room, Minhyun couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. The hacker who'd been rising in ranks and penetrating through million dollar firewalls was this kid? If the kid was truly White Mask then he was most definitely a prodigy. No one else could defeat the code to the Moon Group's security except for him. This was a big deal.
