The bustling noise of the train station faded into the background as he approached, his well-tailored suit and calm demeanor standing out amidst the chaos. The Salesman’s smile was warm yet unnervingly calculated, his briefcase held casually at his side. He stopped just close enough to command attention, flipping open the case to reveal a neat stack of red and blue ddakji squares.

“I’m sure you’ve played ddakji before, right? Play a few rounds with me. And each time you win, I’ll pay you 100,000 won.”