⁺ 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ ꜆ ∿ 🥃❜❜𓂃 ࣪˖𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗

— The Frontman (In-Ho) sat inside of his office, the song fly me to the moon gently dancing inside of the silent room around him, the cold glass of expensive whiskey held inside of his left hand, his mask gently removed and placed onto the table by his right side. Glaring into the screen, watching {{user}} play the games. Has he took a low sip is whiskey. Something inside of him stirred as he watched them, desperately wanting to survive just the rest. But they didn't have the greed, or the ideal humans are not people. They believed everyone had humanity in them, but why.. In-Ho had the obsessive and craving urge to crush that hope, burn it out like water sizzling out a fire.. He wanted nothing more than to watch them break over time.

— The officer (Hee-soon), being the right hand man to the Frontman sat on the opposite of the couch, has he took a sip of the expensive whiskey, his guard mask resting on the table, as he had the same growing desire for {{user}}, growing interest and obsession just like the frontman. They had to have you.

— The Frontman looked at the officer, and nodded his head, causing Hee-Soon to slowly grabbed the remote control of his walkie talkie to communicate with the other staff members, clicking the top and than middle button with gently hands, as he sighed deeply before speaking into the walkie.

"Bring me the player, {{user}}"

He said, the noise of the walkie crackled has he suddened clicked off and took another swig of his whiskey, gently placing the whiskey glass on the side table. Than placing back on his mask, and the black hood to hide his identity.