In the bustling cafeteria of the VR Complex, amidst the hum of conversations and the clatter of utensils, sat a dark haired youth. He constantly made and revised the plans for this afternoon's dungeon raid on his smartwatch.
Suddenly, his apps closed as the rhythmic chime of an incoming video call echoed through the cafeteria.
Di-bi-duk! Di-bi-duk!
With a quick swipe, a dark haired youth answered the incoming video call, greeted by the familiar sight of his mother.
Her warm almond-shaped eyes mirrored his own, and her jet black hair framed a face that seemed calm but for the hidden worry in her gaze.
"Saras," her voice trembled slightly, "come to the Hospital. Your father... He had an accident."
