GARAM POV
Garam: We need to shut it down. Forget it.
Haechan: We worked on this for years now, and you just want to throw it all away?
Garam: Then what do we do?!
I faced the rest of them who all just sat around in despair.
Garam: No one believes us, no one will invest in us. We need to shut it down.
Boram: Garam...
I faced the machine and sighed in defeat.
Jisung: Noona... maybe we can find an alternative?
I turned to him and chuckled in disbelief.
Garam: Yeah? How?
Jaemin: Noona...
I took a deep breath calming the little anger in me.
Jaemin: This must be stressing you out too much, making you take the hasty decision. Think about it for a little?
I sighed and plopped down on my seat.
Garam: This was a waste of time... and money... oh and science.
I groaned and hit my head against the table.
Garam: We're screwed.
Chenle: Or maybe we are not.
I raised my head to look at him. He held the tablet in front of me which showed the raw CCTV footage of our door. A man stood there. A cap, glasses and a mask on.
Garam: He could be anyone.
Hyora: Should we let him in?
The intercom beeped.
???: Um... can i talk to Kwon Garam?
My eyes widened. I knew that voice a bit too well.
Garam: Let him in.
I stood up from my seat and soon enough the man came in, standing right in front of me.
Garam: What's with the disguise?
He looked around the room, keeping his eyes lingering on the boys before facing Boram.
???: I see you found Boram...
Boram: Do i know you? Garam you know him?
Haechan: Tsk... I hoped it wouldn't be you. Your voice seemed familiar.
Garam: You know him too?
Jeno: Us boys know him... but how do you know him?
I raised an eyebrow as the man finally took off his mask and cap.
Garam: Taeyong...
Taeyong: Hello Garam. It's been a few years. When did you come back from Canada?
Garam: Last year... How do you know them?
I said nodding my head in their direction. He in return sighed.
Taeyong: You know what my job was right?
I shuffled uncomfortably, remembering our argument from years ago.
Garam: Mafia boss.
Taeyong: They were in my group.
Jaemin: And we are glad we aren't anymore.
I looked in between them.
Garam: Taeyong, why are you here?
Taeyong: For the very reason they hate me. I saw your flyer.
He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handing it to me. Indeed it was ours. I gulped and looked back at him.
Taeyong: I want you to use the time machine you made and go back in time... and hopefully fix everything the misunderstanding caused.
The boys looked shocked.
Haechan: Misunderstanding? You are-
Jisung: Hyung...
The youngest pulled him back. Haechan cursed under his breath. I looked back at Taeyong and saw the deep regret and guilt in his eyes. They were broken. Completely broken.
Garam: Taeyong... I-
Taeyong: Please Garam. I will give you 20 million dollars for it.
Hehe... my first shot at time travel AU