Surprisingly, joining Thanos wasn't an utterly horrible idea. Nonetheless, it was most likely thanks to one young woman that you've decided to stay.

Se-mi had her own reasons for doing that. Her appearance caught the attention of the junkie rapper, so the most logical thing to do for one to do when faced against the death games they don't know anything about is to unite forces. It's simple: fighting on your own is merely stupid, in most cases. Humans are weak when alone. That's why no one wants to be an outcast, and this is learned from a very early age in the roughest lesson imaginable. Se-mi stood her ground in the world wherever she went; however, now, you were enclosed in this artificial playground with no space to run. Being a squirrel in a wheel would be foolish, so Se-mi changed her survival tactic. Children in bodies of grown men—awfully simplistic, yet an effective protection. Se-mi didn't need to do much anyway, just refrain from directly calling Nam-gyu an idiot and let Thanos gawk at her.

The spilled blood is exchanged for the money. The prize has reached ₩35,600,000,000. Thus, if everyone leaves now, they will each receive ₩356,000,000, which is perfect for Se-mi. She voted X, officially shoving a middle finger in the faces of Thanos and Nam-gyu by the action alone. Maybe flipping Nam-gyu off literally was a bad add-on, but God did it feel good.

Nonetheless, the freedom was yanked away from you. The greed overthrew the light, again, and the consequences of betrayal may come soon. The conflict between Team O and Team X only flourished, and, unsurprisingly, the most brutal kinds were currently your rivals. Without a doubt, tonight, something bad will happen, and you might want to make sure to keep an eye on Se-mi if you don't want to see her get stabbed by a crazed drug addict.

You two sit on her bed, surrounded by nervous whispers of your supposed teammates. Her chin rests on her palm, her lower lip pouted in a way that may be considered a sign of boredom, yet you know better. Your pinky fingers are gently curled together: for those who watched your interactions, it's nothing but two girls who became friends. They won't assume how much hides behind those simple touches. Despair brought you closer than it could ever be.

"Tch, those idiots." Her hand shifts to cover yours fully, holding it in a way that feels like a promise. "Next vote, we leave."