The morning light broke through the haze, casting a soft glow across the city. The sky, still tinged with the remnants of night, slowly turned from dark blue to the pale gold of dawn. The streets, normally bustling with the chaos of the city, were quieter now, as if holding their breath for what was to come.

The car pulled up slowly, its tires making a soft screech as they braked, coming to a smooth stop right in front of the imposing Siam Crime Investigation Unit.

Aou, with his focused expression, eased the car to a complete halt, his grip tight on the wheel. The engine's hum faded into stillness, and the tension in the air seemed to thicken.

At the back of the car, Boom sat, watching the unit through the tinted windows. He was used to the quiet before the storm, but something about this stop made him feel oddly disconnected from the chaos outside. The weight of the situation was heavy, but it didn't bother Sky in the slightest.

Sky's lips curved into a smirk, and his eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and something darker, something dangerous. As he looked at the massive building, his mind couldn't help but find humor in the situation—here he was, the Kingpin of the underworld, stepping out of a car as if he were just a normal person. The very people who had been chasing him for years were now unaware that the man they feared was walking right through their doors.

Aou caught the glint in Sky's eye through the rearview mirror, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. Boom, however, just shook his head, amused but cautious. He knew Sky too well to think that there was no deeper play in motion. Yet, all of them knew, in that moment, that Sky was a force to be reckoned with, and no one would suspect the true nature of his visit today.

Sky opened the door, his black boots hitting the pavement with an almost rhythmic calm. He stepped out with that same composed arrogance, his every movement radiating confidence. The smirk on his face only deepened as he casually walked towards the entrance of the Crime Investigation Unit, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His eyes never left the building ahead, the spark of mischief and devilish anticipation clear in his gaze, like he was walking into a trap he had set himself.

"Good morning, Mr. Wongravee. It's such a pleasure to meet you." the Head of the Crime Unit, Mr. Niwatchai, greeted Sky with a respectful tone. His eyes flickered briefly to Aou and Boom, who stood by Sky's side, their presence just as commanding as his. The tension in the room was palpable, especially as the officers tried to mask their curiosity about the newcomers.

Aou and Boom weren't just accompanying Sky as ordinary individuals; they were with him, trusted and equally dangerous, though their roles weren't as publicly known.

The Crime Unit had no idea that they were walking into something much more complicated than a simple data check.

"We've been expecting you," Mr. Niwatchai continued, motioning toward a narrow hallway leading to the secured operations room. "We need to go over some of our computer systems. There are critical files we need to secure, especially concerning ongoing investigations. It's imperative that we keep everything locked down tight, and we'd greatly appreciate your expertise."

Sky gave a calm nod, his expression neutral, but his eyes glinted with a silent understanding. "Lead the way." he replied smoothly, already sensing that they were about to walk into a room filled with more secrets than they let on.

As they made their way down the hall, Mr. Niwatchai led them toward a reinforced door with heavy security measures. The air in the corridor grew thick with the weight of what lay beyond. The Crime Unit's secured operations room was only accessible to a select few, but Sky, along with Aou and Boom were about to enter it without question.

The officers and Mr. Niwatchai took them inside, unaware that Sky wasn't just a man with a skill for technology; he was here with an entirely different agenda.

The door buzzed open, revealing a large, fortified room lined with rows of computers and monitoring equipment. It was a space designed for the highest level of secrecy, filled with encrypted data, vital case files, and locked cabinets holding physical records. The most important of their files were stored in the back of the room, behind another set of secured doors that only high-ranking officers had access to. The entire setup screamed caution and control.

Sky's eyes immediately scanned the room, mentally mapping out the layout. This wasn't just another security check. The officers around him believed he was here to help, but they had no idea who they were truly dealing with. The secured server racks in the back corner, the encrypted case files—they were all going to be his.

"Welcome to our secured operations room." Mr. Niwatchai said, leading them to the main workstation. "Please take a look at our systems. We need to ensure all files are intact and no data has been compromised."

Sky stepped forward, walking toward the terminal at the center of the room. Aou and Boom followed close behind, their eyes sharp, scanning the area as they stood near the back of the room. While they might not have known the full extent of Sky's purpose, they knew something was off. They trusted him more than anyone else in the room, but even they couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't just a routine check.

"I'll start by going through your systems." Sky said calmly, as he sat at the main terminal and began typing commands into the computer. He appeared to be checking the system's firewall and encrypted files, but his mind was already racing. He wasn't just checking security; he was preparing to steal everything they didn't want anyone else to see.

Aou and Boom exchanged a look, though they said nothing aloud. They understood Sky better than anyone, and they knew how he operated. He wasn't here to just "check" the system. There was something more at play. But, for now, they stayed quiet, watching his every move, aware of the importance of the data locked behind those secure servers.

The faint hum of computers filled the high-security room as Sky's fingers moved fluidly across the terminal's keyboard. His face remained impassive, the image of a professional at work, but beneath that calm exterior, his mind was calculating every second.

Aou and Boom stood nearby, their body language casual, but their ears were tuned in to Sky's near-silent voice through the discreet Bluetooth earpieces they wore. Officers loomed behind them, monitoring the room. The smallest slip could shatter the illusion they had built.

Sky spoke first, his voice just a murmur, low enough that only Aou and Boom could hear.

"We're manipulating a closed system. Internal energy is shifting, but no work is being detected."

The data transfer has begun, and so far, security hasn't noticed anything unusual.

Aou, barely moving his lips, responded in the same quiet tone.

"If external pressure remains constant, equilibrium won’t break. But if it fluctuates, entropy might increase."

As long as the officers don't start questioning us, we won't raise suspicion. But if something changes, we might have a problem.

Sky's eyes flickered over the screen as he continued typing.

"The thermodynamic cycle is smooth. No excess heat is being released."

The data is transferring efficiently, and we haven't triggered any security alerts yet.

Boom shifted slightly, still pretending to be disinterested, his voice almost soundless.

"What about spontaneous reactions? Sudden energy spikes could destabilize the system."

Any unexpected security scans? Are we at risk?

Aou checked his laptop, his fingers moving in perfect sync with Sky's.

"Negative. The reaction remains controlled. No exothermic shifts detected."

No security breaches. Everything is still under the radar.

Sky exhaled slowly, barely noticeable. The heist was progressing smoothly, but they weren't out yet.

"We're reaching terminal velocity. The point of no return."

The final stage of the transfer is happening. If we stop now, it'll be incomplete, but if we push through, there’s no undoing it.

Aou understood the weight behind Sky's words. He adjusted his screen slightly, making it seem like he was simply monitoring data logs.

"Kinetic energy is conserved. No external force has acted on the system."

Security still hasn't caught on. We're moving without interference.

Boom, ever the cautious one, spoke again.

"But if the system is isolated for too long, temperature might drop. That could raise concerns."

If we stay in here any longer, they might start wondering why we’re taking so much time.

Sky's fingers came to a slow stop as he saw the last file reach 100% transfer.

"Process is complete. The system has returned to its ground state."

We got everything. The data is secured.

Aou double-checked his end, then confirmed.

"No residual charge left in the circuit. No external fluctuations detected."

No traces left behind. Security won't notice the breach.

Boom barely nodded, his stance unchanged.

"Then inertia must be maintained. Sudden acceleration could disrupt the motion."

We need to leave naturally. If we rush, they'll suspect something.

Sky pressed one final key, then leaned back slightly, acting as if he had just completed a standard system diagnostic.

He turned his chair slightly toward the officers, keeping his tone neutral and professional.

"Your system structure is well-balanced. No irregularities detected." Niwatchai, completely unaware of what had just transpired under his nose, gave a satisfied nod.

"That's good to know. Thank you for your assistance, Mr. Wongravee."

Sky stood up, adjusting his cufflinks, his expression unreadable.

"Anytime."

With that, he, Aou, and Boom walked out with steady, measured steps, as if nothing had happened. But behind their calm exteriors, they knew the truth.

They had just pulled off a flawless heist, speaking in the one language no one in this Crime Unit could ever decipher—physics.

As they exited the unit, Aou, Boom, and Sky exchanged polite nods with the officers, maintaining an air of respect and professionalism.

Yet, as soon as they stepped outside, their carefully crafted composure gave way to a quiet triumph that played across their faces in the form of subtle, satisfied smirks.

The morning air felt different now—lighter, almost victorious. Without wasting a second, Aou reached into his pocket, retrieving the car keys. With a subtle press of a button, the sleek vehicle parked nearby responded instantly, its lights flashing as the locks disengaged with a soft click.

The three of them moved in sync, sliding into their respective seats, mirroring the positions they had occupied when they first arrived. But unlike before, the tension had lifted. Aou, who had held onto his laptop bag with a sense of rigid responsibility throughout the entire mission, now tossed it carelessly back to Boom, exhaling sharply.

"Physics shit literally cringed the heck out of me..." Aou muttered, dragging a hand down his face as if the very memory of it exhausted him.

Boom let out an amused chuckle, but before he could say anything, Sky: who had been calmly fastening his seatbelt—lifted a hand and smacked Aou lightly on the forehead.

A sharp hiss escaped Aou's lips as he recoiled, rubbing the spot with a scowl. "Oi! What the hell was that for?"

"That was pretty fun." Sky remarked, his smirk deepening as if he hadn’t just assaulted his friend.

Aou scoffed, shooting him a glare. "Yeah, right. Because standing in the mouth of death is always fun for you." His voice dripped with sarcasm, though the exasperation beneath it was genuine.

Boom simply shook his head, laughing under his breath. This was routine—something they had done countless times before, a dance of familiarity between them.

"Well," Boom spoke up, his voice cutting through the lingering amusement in the car, "that was quite impressive." He leaned back slightly, his gaze flickering toward the laptop bag now resting beside him. "All the important data is now ours. We can do anything with it."

Sky exhaled slowly, his fingers tapping idly against the steering wheel as a slow, knowing grin stretched across his face. "Just wait for the right time," he murmured, his voice carrying an undeniable edge of anticipation. "Then—" He let out a quiet chuckle, his eyes glinting with something unreadable. "The whole of Thailand will watch the chaos unfold."

And just as those words left his lips, the moment unfolded like a perfectly timed scene in a play. As their car smoothly rolled forward, its taillights glowing against the dark pavement, another vehicle turned into the parking lot, moving in near-perfect synchronization—one car leaving, the other arriving.

For a brief second, their headlights passed each other, a flickering overlap of light that lasted only a breath. The vehicles moved in opposite directions, brushing past without colliding, without slowing.

The contrast was stark—one carrying the weight of a mission accomplished, the other unknowingly stepping into its aftermath.

Inside the incoming car, Nani sat in the passenger seat, his gaze instinctively sweeping over the dimly lit surroundings. He wasn't sure why, but something in the air felt charged, as though he had just missed something—someone.

Arthit, in the driver's seat, barely reacted as he pulled into a space, his focus on the road ahead.

Neither of them spoke, yet the silence between them carried weight.

Something had happened here.

Something significant.

But fate had intervened at the last second, its invisible hand pulling the strings just enough to ensure that, for now, Sky and Nani were not meant to meet.

Not yet.