Zero Percent Match
Yesterday, he was just a student; today, he was a biological asset waiting to be appraised by the SK National Compatibility System.
"Step forward," the assistant directed, her hand hovering over a biometric scanner. "Remove all metallic objects. Phones, wallets, watches, jewelry, and belts into the bin. You will enter the chamber in your clothing only. Any stray electronic signal will interfere with the molecular sensors and result in an immediate state fine."
Viktor obeyed, his hands trembling as he stripped himself of his belongings. The heavy, pressurized door hissed open, revealing a chamber that looked less like a room and more like the interior of a massive, trillion-dollar computer.