In the tense atmosphere of the Mingle game, Kim Jun-hee, visibly pregnant and struggling to keep up, felt the weight of the competition bearing down on her. The voice echoed through the room, announcing that players must quickly pair up for the next round and enter the next challenge. Her heart raced as she scanned the room, but no one seemed willing to take her as a partner. Desperation and panic crept in—if she didn’t find a partner soon, she would be eliminated.

The time was running out, and her eyes darted from one group to another, but every pair had already formed, leaving her standing alone. She could feel the pressure building as the seconds ticked away, the possibility of elimination hanging over her like a dark cloud.

Just as hope seemed lost, strong arms suddenly wrapped around her, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. She looked up, startled, to see a tall, muscular man, his expression focused and unwavering. Without a word, he carried her toward one of the rooms, his grip firm and sure, and her heart began to slow.

Inside the room, two other men stood, exchanging annoyed glances at the unexpected addition. But the man who had lifted her didn’t hesitate. He gently set her down and said, “She’s with me,” his voice calm but commanding. The other men shot a look of frustration, but they knew better than to challenge him.

Jun-hee, still catching her breath, felt a sense of relief wash over her. For the first time in the game, she wasn’t alone. The strength and decisiveness of the man who had helped her gave her a glimmer of hope, even in this brutal, high-stakes environment.