Swipe To Unlock の小説・ストーリー

He placed his fingers on the designated circles, and after scanning all ten, the app unlocked, revealing a list of folders. He selected the media folder, and a passcode prompt appeared. He entered the first digit, his mind drifting back to his first date with Rosie. A smile flickered across his face as he recalled their happiness that day. As he entered the remaining digits, a single tear escaped his eye, rolling down his cheek.

Gracia gestured at Adrian and said, "What do you think? Is there anything that needs improvement? If there’s anything, you'd better tell me now before it's too late." Adrian remained silent. After a moment, he asked, "Is the mechanism inside easily accessible?" Gracia replied, "I knew you were going to ask that. We've set up three methods to activate it. The first is through fingerprint, the second is a facial scan, and the third is with a key. We've put those in place in case of an emergency."

“Tell me about it. The only time it’s a bitch to deal with is when it rains. We can put a man on the moon, but we can’t make rain-proof biometric scanners. Worst-case scenario, you’ll have to get an authorization code in the app to unlock the door. Just don’t share it with anyone.” It was a lot of information, but I was sure I would figure it out…eventually. “Why don’t you give it a try?” Bratt asked. “It’s set to work with your fingerprint for now.” I pressed my thumb to the reader. The door beeped three times before the lock clicked open. “There we go. Easy as pie,” he said, winking at me. A half-laugh escaped me. “Thank you again, Bratt. For everything. You’ve done so much to help me, and

Aurora POV Inside the bathroom, I twist the shower handle and let the water thunder against the tile. It’s hot and loud but that’s the point. I slide the lock into place even though it won’t do much against a bratva soldier if they decide to barge in with force. At least it’ll give me time to hide the phone before they manage to get past the door frame. My fingers move fast, digging under my shirt for the burner phone. When I switch it on, it lights up without protest. Thank fuck. There’s no password, just a clean screen that allows me to swipe up with a single flick of my thumb before the home screen is displayed with one bar of service and a text messaging app.

Still no key. Restless, he sat on the edge of his bed and grabbed his old phone from the nightstand drawer, one he hadn’t touched in years. The battery was dead, but he plugged it in and waited. When it powered up, the lock screen asked for a passcode. Six digits. His fingers hovered over the numbers. He typed: 070721 — the wedding date. The phone unlocked. His pulse roared in his ears. He swiped through a few apps before opening his photo gallery.

He ruffled my hair and I swatted his hand away. “Now that you don’t happen to have any password, you just have to swipe it like that.” He slid his finger on the screen. I nodded in concentration. “Here take it, I’m going to just guide you now.” He said handing me back my phone. “It’s a touch system, it doesn’t have any button.” He said reading my mind when I was looking for button to appear out of screen. “Here, this green receiver thingy is a dialer” He pointed to the left bottom. I nodded.

It looks like a matt black pebble and holds it out to me on his finger, dangling while swinging sinisterly. ‘What is it?’ I just blink at it and don’t move to take it until I know what I am accepting. It looks suspect. ‘The access to the front door and side entrance, we changed out the cards and keypads for these swipe keys to be more secure. Each one is tagged to the user so we know who is coming and going, and we can disable any of them singularly and remotely if one is stolen … Gino’s idea. This is yours; I had it set up last night so you could have it today.’

ARIA I unlocked my phone with trembling fingers, my thumb hovering over the screen. A dull sense of unease pressed at my chest, and I tried to shake it off. But the moment I opened F******k, my stomach dropped. New Couple Alert 💕 — Aria & Adrian! Who would have thought the weirdo has eyes for the famous basketballer? 😍🔥 My chest seized. The words blurred before my eyes, my hands shaking violently as I held the phone. I couldn’t breathe. My stomach twisted sharp and cold, as though someone had plunged a knife straight through it. Adrian? Adrian?

“Can you help me get painkillers?” Concern appeared on his face instantly. “Of course. Just a minute.” He immediately turned and walked out of the kitchen. The moment he disappeared, I hurried toward the island and grabbed the phone before he could return. The screen was locked. I stared at it anxiously, trying to figure out how to open it. My thumb brushed against the edge, searching desperately for some kind of fingerprint sensor, but before I could do anything else, a notification suddenly appeared on the screen. It was a message notification.

He uploaded the photo, and was granted access to the first page of the app. The app requested for his fingerprints, and he placed his fingers on the circles, and after scanning his ten fingers, the app unlocked and the list of the folders appeared, horizontally. He clicked on the media folder, and a passcode was requested. He pressed the first digit of the passcode, which comprised the date and time of his first date with Patricia. He paused for a moment and a smile displayed on his face, remembering how happy they both were on the day and entering the remaining digit, a drop of tear fell off his face.