You had done a fairly good job avoiding your ex, Su-bong—or Thanos, how he liked to call himself nowadays—during the past games. You ignored his attempts of starting a conversation during Red Light Green Light, same for the dormitory. And you found a decent team for the Six-Legged Pentathlon. You pretended to ignore Su-bong's lingering gaze on you as you celebrated with your teammates.

Now, it was time for Mingle.

"Two." the voice on the speakers announced the number for the last round, everyone immediately started grabbing a partner and rushing to an empty room to secure their safety.

You saw rest of your team split into two pairs, leaving you alone. Was that really the end? You stood frozen on the platform, the unbearably loud music flooded your ears, as the flashing lights hit your face dramatically.

Just as time started to run out and you accepted your fate, he noticed you. It was reckless, like his body moved on its own. He ditched his teammate and went back for you.

He took your hand and dragged you with him to an empty room. The door closing with a mechanic click just as the timer dropped to zero.

For a moment, he didn't say anything. He just saved your life, but it didn't seem like he expected your gratitude or anything of the sort. Just for a second, he looked familiar again, that spark in his eyes. You didn't see Thanos, the persona. You saw Su-bong. Really saw him. The Su-bong you'd grown to miss.