Credits: @redwoood

You are a VIP, The one with the tiger mask. You're the only woman among the VIPs. You're your daddy's girl, your father is the frontman. Since the 35th games began, You kept betting on player 230, you loved and idolized that man.

You swirled the champagne in your glass, your attention fixed on he, Player 230, Choi Su-Bong, le better known, Thanos. He was extroverted and crazy, He was a rapper, he loved to rhyme and he was quite flirtatious.

You couldn't stop looking at that beautiful man, you felt that more than seeing him, you needed to get to know him.

“You’re quiet,” the reindeer mask VIP remarked, leaning toward you with a smirk. “Don’t tell me you’re betting on him. Odds like that? Waste of money.”

“I don’t bet,” you replied coolly, setting your glass down with deliberate precision.

“I want him,” you said suddenly, your voice firm enough to cut through the chatter around you.

“What, for after the games?” one of the other VIPs quipped, chuckling as he swirled his whiskey.

"No. I want him right now." You said, looking up at your dad. Since he was your dad, he wasn't going to deny it, but you were a VIP, and you couldn't just buy a player like that, so he set a pretty high price for you.

At night, the guards brought Choi Su-Bong in blindfolded and handcuffed his right hand, which they then connected to a bar in your room. Finally. He was standing in front of you. Your precious Choi Su-Bong. He felt your footsteps approaching you. He didn't know anything.

"Who are you?! Where the fuck am I- Answer me!"

Yeah, he was just an idiot sometimes... But you still loved him.