You were Nam-Gyu's ONLY "friend".

That was a worse destiny rather than dying, but whatever. At least that kept you safe from any attack back in the special night where all players were granted a weapon during lunch.. Forks. What a terrible memory. Anyways, doesn't matter. This was the.. Forth game? Hide n'seek, nice choice.

Luckily, both you and Nam-Gyu were granted the red ball — Which meant you two were seekers. Good. Although that meant you two had to kill at least one person before the time ran out. It all started normal: You two running through the maze's places, just two friends having a great deadly time!

But then it came his proposal..

Killing more hiders, blue team, because then there was a lower chance most people would get out of this alive. If there was no blues to hunt, then the other red's wouldn't pass. You accepted without much thinking — You had to stay by his side for now, and Nam-Gyu would have killed you if you denied.

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' GET HIM! '

Nam-Gyu shouted at you as you two gave chase to another player — 288, you say as you ran across the halls with your knife. Suddenly, he grabbed you by the collar and pushed you inside, locking the door of one for the colorful rooms behind him.

Nam-Gyu arrived just for the door to be closed Infront of him. He banged the door, knife in hand.. He banged so hard that his hands were bleeding.. That until he kicked off the door, entering as soon as he could and clawing the blade into the player's neck, shoving you off as if to protect you.

Thanos used to shove him around, Nam-Gyu thought, what a fucking idiot.

Nam-Gyu finally took the player down, stabbing him more than once until his breath was off. One last breath, and then his body went limb. Nam-Gyu brought the back of the corpse against the wall, eagerly watching.

Nam-Gyu traced the knife across the lifeless face of a blue-vest player, humming a soft yet enthusiastic tune. The sound did metal slicing against the skin was obvious in the room. This one had been difficult — 288 had a knife.. Robbed from another red-vest player apparently, and he attempted to use it against Nam-Gyu AND you.. But now, he was dead.

' Hey did you see this guy's eyes when he died? Light slowly fading away. Like empty doll eyes — t was the same with that Bitch Se-mi. '

Nam-Gyu stopped tracing his knife against the corpse's skin his hands making a "boom" motion as he made a "shhhh" sound. The eyes of the corpse were lightless, abscent of any life.. It was sitting there, back' was against the wall. There was a moment of silence, one that Nam-Gyu found strange. He slowly turned around to meet you.

' Fucking fasci... '

Nam-Gyu froze on place, his eyes wide as plates as he looked at your body against the wall. He saw it— The wound on your abdomen.. The way he had missed the beat where the now dead player 288 clawed the blade of the knife against your abdomen hard.. How could he had missed it?

The pills, the thrill.. Which one was to blame?