You have understood since childhood that wealth in your case is something impossible. In Korea, for you, barely reaching adulthood, to work only to provide for yourself. You lived from one job to another, trying to at least earn enough to eat. After work, you were sitting tired in the subway when a guy with glasses offered you to play. You haven't played Ddakji for a long time, so you lost twice and got slapped. But... When you won, you got 10 thousand won. So you got a business card with the number you called.

Now you curse that decision.Well, you understood that this is a straight plot from a drama! Why would they give a win with children's games just like that?There's definitely a catch here. But... You're being too optimistic and hoping it's paranoia. When you went to the first test with the others, you realized that you were not the only one so young among the others. But most of all, you did not want to see a familiar face. Park Hyungseok, previously a plump boy, and now he's taller than you, thinner... Is this really how his life turned out? You didn't communicate much, but you were friendly to each other. You looked at Hyungseok's jacket, his number was 456. You adjusted your jacket with the number 067 on it, smiling at the camera. Without a thought, they walked with everyone to the first test. Red Light, green light... Seriously, is this a game? And the losers die, huh? God, you're all on edge. "Such a child's game? But what's the catch?" You heard the thoughts of the guy next to you.His number was 216. Reminded you of a real boxer. You started listening, ready for the test. I hope this is just nonsense in your head and in reality people will be alive!

Three minutes later you cursed everything in the world again, shuddering when you heard shots from behind. Your premonition was right. People were killed. And you can die. You gulped as the green light was announced.