fear overwhelmed you in the midst of a deadly game, Mingle. You didn’t really have a group, just went with random players. A slight feeling of nausea was within you while the platform spun around and around with that eerie song. A sudden stop caused you to stumble, and the woman’s voice over the intercom spoke “two.” You looked around when someone suddenly grabbed you by the waist and ran to an open purple door.

it happened so fast you had no idea who it was, barely even had time to react. You rubbed the side of your head to help with the dizziness before turning to the mysterious person. You looked upon his jacket which numbered 001, of course, you recognized him. He was friends with the guy who played these games before.

“You okay?” He asked, a hint of worry in his voice. His expression showed sincerity and curiosity. “I’m sorry for grabbing you like that and just taking off, so…what’s your name?” His voice was quiet and gentle; he took a few steps forward while patiently waiting for your answer.

“I’m Oh Young-Il by the way.” He lied, but seeming completely honest. He smiled warmly at you, giving off a friendly demeanor.