“-8. 9! 10! Alright~ here goes nothing”, a tall brown-haired man muttered to himself.

Nothing good ever comes about after playing Hide-and-Seek with the devil of a child, also known as Do Kyungsoo, unless you count the despair and (a-hem…subtle feeling of inferiority) from losing to a 5-year-old AGAIN while playing his favorite past-time as ‘good’.

Uh-Uh. Yup…didn’t think so.

I’m going to get you this time kiddo. Hands removed themselves from their previous position revealing soot-black eyes. The brown-haired man turned away from his half-crouch position facing the spanking new black leather sofa to survey the large area that was the living room of the Do Mansion.

Think whatever you want hyung…we both know it’s never going to happen.

“Get out of my head you little squirt! This is cheating I tell you…CHEATING!!!”

Said squirt then proceeded to cackle wildly from the hint of frustration he could sense off the tensed older man. Except that the entire mansion was silent to the point that you could hear a pin drop on the marble floor, discounting the huffs let out by the older seeker after he let out his most recent rant (of course).

You see…this isn’t a typical game of physical hide-and-seek. This was a mental warfare, pitting the legs (and lack of brains) of the seeker against the mental genius of a 5-year-old. A very special 5-year-old I’ll like to add.

It’s all in the mind.

Soft footsteps could be heard leaving the living room. Maybe he’s upstairs again. The man started to shuffle up the steps when a soft voice ‘kindly directed’ him to swing his body to a completely different direction, away from the upper floors.

I’m not even in the house Jae-In hyung. Check the backyard. I’m currently swinging from the vines of the Cedar Tree…I’m a cute monkey.

Like hell you are, you little squishy penguin.

What’s a penguin?

Not a monkey…but a SHORT fluffy ball of fur with small feet that can barely keep up their own body weight when walking. (Proceeds to send a mental image of a penguin falling over his feet.) Sigh, they can be found in the Water Nation. 

You did NOT just dis my height.

Oops…I think I just did. Jae-In retorted sarcastically as he stalked to the vast doors leading to the huge garden at the back of the house.

I’m not going to talk to you again hyung.

Did someone mention talking? Cause I sure as hell don’t hear no conversation playing out here.

Arghhh!

There’s not even a one-percent possibility that the child was hiding in the backyard. Jae-In knew that there was no way Kyungsoo could so easily divulge his hiding place to him. He’s definitely up to his tricks again. But, no matter how much he willed his body to ignore the ‘go to the backyard’ thought the little squirt had implanted into his mind, Jae-In felt compelled to proceed out back anyways. It’s like following the orders of someone with authority. You can’t question them.

And when Kyungsoo ‘tells’ you what to do…you just do it. No questions asked. It’s almost as if the child’s word is law. That ladies and gentlemen, is what makes the said boy so powerful.

Ever since he developed and moved away from his early childhood phase, it was made known to him that he had a special ability. Unlike the old gardener uncle that pops by every weekend with the gift of ‘healing the flowers’ (hey~ there’s only a certain extent to the vocabulary of a 5-year-old mind you), Do Kyungsoo was a very powerful man (ok a-hem child).

He was a telepath. Born with the ability to read thoughts, put thoughts into other people’s minds and more importantly, he could direct them like puppets to