Who said, greed was a bad thing?

After school, Merin and I went behind the gym. Everything was fine until it wasn't. 

Merin started sweating a lot, as a guy in a tight black leather jacket approached us.

I guess reality finally hit him. 

There was no one else in sight. This whole place felt desolated.

Honestly, this almost felt like we were dealing drugs or something. 

"Helio?" As usual, the guy looked nonchalant. He did look good in that leather jacket though. 

"Hey." I wasn't enthused even a little. I just wanted to get this over with. 

He grinned. "Well, I guess the product's original then. For a moment I thought this might have been a scam." He had way too much confidence. 

I almost felt bad for the guy: almost.         

"Anyway, here's the shard." I threw it at him.

"Shard?" He caught it. 

I gave a side glance at Merin and he was shaking now. 'Did you seriously tell him, I'd give him a core?'