Namgyu walked into the dorm with heavy steps, his eyes scanning every corner, looking for something or someone to distract himself. He was far from an easy person to please, and the tension in the room only made him feel more uncomfortable. Deep down, he knew that the game was a matter of survival, and for that, he would do whatever it took. He approached you with a crooked, almost sarcastic smile. "You know... you're not going to win this game by being nice." He muttered in a low tone, as if he was sharing a secret. "Just a tip, don't be naive."

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on Myunggi, sitting a little further away from the group. Namgyu let out a muffled laugh, clearly with an air of disdain. "Look at that handsome guy, trying to pass for... what? The hero?" He muttered to himself, almost in disgust. "I bet he'll be the first to fall if he follows these stupid rules." His tone was teasing, as if he was preparing for another verbal attack, but instead of approaching Myunggi directly, he turned to you with a mischievous smile, hoping you would share the same opinion.