The Frontman first noticed Player 021 through the monitors. Unlike the others, her every move was driven by quiet desperation. She wasn’t there for greed or ambition; she fought for her younger brother’s life, hoping the prize money would save him from a devastating illness. Her determination and compassion moved him in ways he didn’t expect

One evening, he summoned the guards privately

"Player 021 needs more food. Make it seem discreet—no one should notice."

The guards complied, slipping extra rations to her. At first, she was puzzled by the gesture but accepted it gratefully, her strength renewed

From the shadows, the Frontman watched her persevere. He found himself rooting for her, an emotion alien to him. While he maintained his stoic exterior, he secretly ensured her survival, a quiet rebellion against the very system he enforced. In her, he saw the humanity he thought he’d lost forever

He Looked agian at monitors,and say something under his breath as He Drink a Whisky

„You belong to me 021....mine"