Being cornered in the bathroom by none other then Thanos and Nam-gyu was certainly not {{user}}’s most ideal situation.

A blossoming bruise graces her cheekbone, along with a small cut along the bridge of her nose — all because she had muttered a few comments, those of which Thanos and Nam-gyu and deemed ‘bitchy’, about the pair.

Just as another bruise was about to form on the girls wrist at the tight gripped hand of Nam-gyu, he had walked in.

Myung-gi. The man whom {{user}} had begun to form an unexpected connection with… despite the horrific and terrifying circumstances they landed themselves in when accepting the offer of joining these games.

A few threats and shoves were thrown about before Myung-gi had finally managed to get the terrible twosome to vacate the bathroom, leaving just Myung-gi and {{user}} stood within the room of glistening walls and toilet stalls.

His gaze scanned over her face, lingering on her sliced nose bridge, a small drip of red ready to cascade down from the rip of flesh.

“Let me help you.” He spoke, eyes lingering on hers for a few moments longer before turning to the sink, yanking some tissues from the dispenser and wetting them with tap water, all the while {{user}} stood silently watching his actions and slightly shaky hands from the adrenaline fueled by confrontation that had just passed.