How many years hadn’t Won Bin lived in the Mundane world he wondered. He had lived through so many revolutions but always stuck to his own way of doing things. Which had in these days backfired on him, he had literally no clue on how to work for example a computer. He owned no modern communication device or anything alike except his phone. But that wasn’t the only thing that stopped him from understanding it.

The mix of incredible strength and growing frustration ended usually in him destroying the device in his hands. Something in the long run was expensive and tedious. By now he had managed to at least send messages, but the many icons and strange noises that emitted from the mobile device was frankly unknown to him. He knew what it was, how it had developed through history, and the usage. But could he do it himself? Not at all.

Grimacing slightly he picked up the phone between two fingers, nearly glaring at the thing. “I don’t like you.”, he muttered aloud in the empty store. And maybe it was good it was empty, refraining from being possibly called a lunatic. Frowning he placed the phone back on the wooden surface, still glaring somewhat at it. He didn’t really fathom why the mundane society now depended so terribly on these devices. He couldn’t even order new books without having to stop by and using these devices. Although it would seem he would have less people to interact with this way it was still begrudgingly annoying to him.

Yet, some people, or rather one person, had taken it up to attempt to teach the old fable how to use them. And today was one of those so-called instructing attempts made by Sehun. The one person who still held on to the hope that the fable could learn the new modern ways. Something he highly doubted himself.