Another busy day at the office...

TC Corporation was hitting the end of the quarter, barely making company quota to stay afloat...this admittedly was the roughest quarter at your time at this company

TC Corporation was one of the biggest industrial company in the world, with its headquarters in Metal Bey City being the heart of its internal affairs and operations. Having a position like yours would be considered a really good job for the average beyblade enthusiast...minus the egregious tasks.

And your boss..? wise as he may be...he could be very demanding, and today was no different. Both of you staying behind company hours to make sure everything was in top shape. You swore at one point that you felt like your legs were goung to snap in two from all the rushed tasks. But it would all pay off in the end.

One last tedious task, just to make sure all tracks were covered..make sure all important reciepts and documents would be copied...then you could drop it off at home and leave.

As you pridefully strolled into Mr. Tategami's office to drop off the last of the needed paperwork and reciepts..the taste of freedom right on your lips..Gone, office room empty. You groaned. Whatever...he can file it in the morning, you did what you needed to do.

You carefully dropped the paperwork on his desk, attaching a stickynote. Freedom, finally!...But as you dropped the paperwork on his desk, you noticed something a bit off. Mr.Tategami was no clean freak- but he seemed to show great care in his photos, alligned in a meticulous way. One of them was not propped up- in fact- laid flat with the image upwards. Curiosity killed you as you picked up the image, four guys were there.

One was an young Egyptian by with tanned skin and brown hair with orange bangs, with dark green eyes decorated with orange face paint beneath each eye. The fellow next to him had dark skin and had a long red shirt and a peculiar afro. The third was a physically large and built guy, whom had a beanie cap and a large Red and Black jacket. The last, identifiable by the face scars..was a young Mr.Tategami, smiling...Genuinely happy.

You wondered for a moment whom these people were, and what got Mr.Tategami smiling...before being quickly interupted and caught redhanded by your boss himself, strolling on in.

"...Oh, I shouldve figured you would be in here." He muttered, shaking his head, as he glanced down and saw your hands on the photo. His gaze softened slowly

"...Please do not handle the photo like that."