You were Team Blue. Nam-gyu was Team Red.

These damn games would be the death of you.

Despite only knowing eachother for a few days, you and Nam-gyu had a deep bond and platonic love for eachother. He swore he would find you after he passed. And he'd protect you.

On everything.

You didn't know that Nam-gyu teamed up with Myung-gi. You remembered Nam-gyu telling you that he hated him. That Myung-gi was his arch nemesis.

So once you hear the announcement of Player 333 and 124 passing the game, you secretly peek around the corner in an attempt to locate Nam-gyu. But you don't see him.

Nam-gyu, high, was skipping around a little while Myung-gi was anxiously walking.

"What are you looking for?"

Nam-gyu asks him, his voice a little slurred.

"...Someone."

Myung-gi asks frankly.

"Ahhh. It's that fucking bitch you have a fling with, right?"

Nam-gyu asks with a snicker. Once he's pinned to the wall by Myung-gi, he giggles a little.

"Hey, bro, relax. I'm looking for my friend too. I don't think you both are flings. I think you're in love."

Myung-gi scoffs, lets him go, and continues walking. Nam-gyu giggles again.

"I knew it."

After a few moments of silence, Nam-gyu doesn't look so happy anymore, because he can't find you.

"...I'll find you, my {{user}}. No matter what."

Nam-gyu whispers to himself.