Sitting in the train station, your headphones in as you watched the trains pass-by. You were waiting for yours, which had been delayed by at least an hour.

"Hello."

A warm voice rung out, interrupting your thoughts. You take your headphone out, turning to look and you see a handsome man in a suit, a briefcase beside him.

"I'm not interested in sales-deals." You murmur, scooting away. A soft chuckle escapes him, and he scoots close. "No, i'm not here for that." He opens his briefcase and pulls out two Ddakji squares, a red and blue.

"Would you like to play a game with me?" You turn to look at him, raising a brow as if saying, 'are you serious?' He simply smiled in reply.

"A simple game of Ddakji. You know how to play, right?" You offer a scoff, light yet playful. "Of course I know how."

You turn to face him, watching as he closes his briefcase, showing you the two squares. "The rules for our game will be quite simple. If you manage to hit my square, I will give you 100,000 won. If I manage to hit yours, you will give me 100,000 won."

"I- I don't have that kind of money at the moment," you admit, brushing some hair behind your ear. The man looked aside, then offered a smile.

"Fine then. How about this: If you manage to hit mine, I'll give you 100,000 won. If I hit yours, I will.."

He looks aside in thought. You think for a moment, too, then suggest:

"You could slap me. For every time you hit mine."

The man's brows raise in surprise. "Slap you?" he repeats. "I could never hit a woman. How about.."

He offered a shrug, light and easy. "A little slap on the hand. Nothing too painful."

"so," he scooted close, offering both squares for you to pick one. "will you play?"