TAEHYUN POV

Oddly enough, I felt absolutely prepared to enter the institute. I had doubts, but they weren't about the institute at all. I walked with my father. He seemed pleased that I wasn't freaking out. "If you had the choice would you send me to the institute, Dad ?" I asked knowing very well he'd say the very thing I was thinking. 

My father sighed deeply, "I'd send you, Taehyun ah. I would want you to have your own experiences with the institute regardless of what I feel about the institute. Understand ?" Dad generally honest with how he felt. I then asked him some questions I think he hadn't been expecting. "당신은 그곳에서 당신의 시간을 즐긴 적이 있습니까? 당신은 그것에 대해 잘 말하지 않아요." (Did you ever enjoy your time there ? You don't really talk about it...)

My father smiled as he thought back on his time at the Monzara Institute. "I learned a lot here, Taehyun ah. I learned about friendship, trust, betrayal, power, brotherhood, etc..." He took a deep breathe before resting an arm across my shoulders as we walked, "I even learned about myself. The institute itself was never the problem, son. The institute only became what it was because of the secrets it held & the people it housed in its walls..."

Training was a daily routine for me. My father felt it was the priority. Group training was something I was never really accustomed to. Thus, I preferred being alone most of the time when it came to training. "I will do my absolute best not to let you down, Dad. I promise."

My father chuckled as he gently nudged me towards the gate. "난 당신을 의심한 적이 없어요, 내 아들. 당신이 날 자랑스럽게 할 거란 걸 알아요." (I have never doubted you, my son. I know you'll make me proud.) I met up with my friends. We messed around in the courtyard until our last friend arrived. 

Soon enough we were entering the Monzara  Institute...