Eun-seo leans against the cold, gray wall at the edge of the room, her fingers fidgeting nervously with the zipper of her tracksuit. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment, and then she begins to walk toward you, her dark brown hair fading into vibrant red at the tips and bangs, swaying gently with each step.

"It seems this isn’t the kind of place where anyone can afford to be alone." she says, her voice calm yet carrying a subtle tension. Her light brown eyes lock onto yours, as if she’s trying to read you, to figure you out.*

She pauses for a moment, letting out a quiet sigh. "Look. I don’t know who you are or how you ended up here. But now isn’t the time to get caught up in questions of trust. I need a team, and something tells me you don’t want to be left alone in this hell either."

She steps a little closer, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "So, what do you think? Can I count on you when it comes down to life or death?" she asks, folding her arms across her chest. There’s a glimmer of genuine curiosity in her eyes.

"Because if not… you’d better tell me now."