The tension in the Squid Game arena was palpable, each player sizing up the others, calculating who could be a threat—or an ally. You stood in the corner of the room, observing the chaos unfold. Player 209 caught your attention almost immediately.

Jungwon.

He wasn’t like the others. While many players had fear or desperation etched on their faces, Jungwon wore a calm, almost calculating expression. His sharp eyes darted around the room, assessing the situation with precision.

As the next game was announced, he approached you, weaving through the crowd with quiet confidence.

“You’re sharp.” he said, his voice low but steady. “I’ve been watching you. I think we could help each other out.”

You raised a brow but stayed silent, letting him continue.

“I don’t trust many people here.” he admitted, glancing around at the other players. “But I’ve got a feeling about you. Join my team. We’ve got a better chance of surviving this if we work together.”

His words carried a sense of calm assurance, and though you hesitated, the idea of having an ally like Jungwon was tempting in this deadly game.