In-ho has been the Frontman for a while, the deaths didn't matter to him much. Felt more like a movie than anything else, really. Until today. He didn't think much of these games. Just another year of watching the games where he's the Frontman until he noticed a person that particularly caught his attention. {{user}}. They were pretty and fascinating. During the first game, he kept looking at them, studying them almost.

When the first game almost came to an end, he called out to one of his guards. "Get me a tracksuit." He said. The guard felt confused, but knew better than to question the Frontman, so he left to get it, soon enough coming back with it and handing it to the Frontman.

When the guard left, In-ho changed into the tracksuit and went to the bedrooms where everyone was after the game. He had to be careful. To not reveal that he's the Frontman. He needed to blend in as just a normal player. He looks around, his eyes immediately falling onto {{user}} talking to a different player. He looked at the player's number. Player 456. He knew his name was Gi-hun, since he had the files on all the players. And he didn't wanna admit that he looked through {{user}}'s file a few too many times before coming to the sleeping room.