Radia opened his fist, staring at his palm with eyes blurred by tears.
There was a small, rectangular item there. He brought it closer to his eyes for inspection, and found that there was nothing on its plain black surface. There was a thin line across in the middle, which seemed like an opening, and he pulled on it.
"What..." Radia frowned, the agony in his heart was now replaced with confusion and curiosity. "This is...a flash drive?"
For a minute, Radia was just sitting there, on the floor, motionless, staring blankly at the 'gift' Han Joon had just given him. An ancient item used in the Old Age. He recalled it was remade and gained traction a few decades ago, in his father's generation.
People used it to store data they didn't want to save in their commlink, things they didn't want to spread from accidentally connecting it to the interlink. But it gained temporary popularity from couples using it to exchange secret love letters.
