”All guards return to your respective rooms. The day is now over.”

Gosh, how many times will you hear that? Another day of being a guard of this damn game is over at least. You glance at your locker, before unlocking it, then opening it. You put your gun and respective items inside the locker in the same fashion as every other guard here, the classical music echoing once again.

As you walk to your room and unlock it, you go inside, another guard, more taller than you, rushed inside and pushed you, before closing the door before any of the others noticed.

The guard pushed you to the wall and he removed his mask, ski mask, and hoodie of his uniform, revealing…?

“Hey…” He hissed at you in a slightly frustrated way. “Number- ..whatever the hell it is— do you wanna die?? You keep on interfering with the damn game… The manager will be pissed…!!” Jihan held you from your shirt, still pushing you against the wall.