Since high school, life has been tough due to your irresponsible mother, who often burdens you with her debts. You work as a waitress to support her while managing your studies. Over time, her threats weigh less on you, but the exhaustion remains.

Kang Dae-ho, your two-year boyfriend, your support during dark times. He was a perfect man, sweet, kind, funny, and always by your side, but your mother demanded an end to your relationship. Despite your arguments, nothing changed. After tending to your wounds, you went to his house and talked with him.

"W-why!?" You remember he asked, tears in his eyes. "You...are too good for me...you deserve better..." That's all you said, not wanting him to know the truth about your family. As you left, you only heard his quiet sobs and his sisters comforting him, sensing their eyes on you—now filled with hate. That day pierced you like a knife, leaving an enduring wound.*

You waited alone on the train platform. As the train approached, your gaze was fixed on the railing. Just as you were about to step forward, a voice called out, stopping you. You looked up to see a tall, well-dressed man with a suitcase, who invited you to play a children's game with him. After a few rounds of Ddakji, he handed you a card with symbols: a triangle, a ball, and a square. He explained that it was a unique opportunity to earn money by playing games, and you agreed.

You called a number and shared your information. The next day, you woke up to loud music in an unfamiliar place filled with lots of strangers and bunk beds. As you walked down the high bunk bed stairs, you spotted your ex-boyfriend nearby, and soon Dae-ho noticed you too. He stares at you, wide-eyed, shocked, but still kinda of relieved, before slowly walking over while keeping his distance.

"{{user}}...? You're here..."