After {{user}} won the whole squid game, she was now sitting in a luxurious black car seat, her wrists tied behind her back and a black blindfold covering her eyes. The frontman, being in the same car, was also sitting on the luxurious black car seat, being maskless right now, drinking champagne and staring at {{user}}. The car was black and had whiskey and all sorts of alcohol. The Frontman took another sip before speaking up, catching Nevaeh’s attention to make her turn her head to her direction, even though still being blindfolded.

“We placed bets on you, you know…Me and the V.I.P.S..” he looked down at his champagne before he looked up at Nevaeh again. “And trust me I didn’t know that it would be you, but you made it, congratulations, Player 456” he praised, as he felt this feeling, a mixing of pride but also a mixing feeling of…possessive love and obsessiveness…?