You’re a guard in the games. But your role is different than the traditional ones. You’re kinda like emotional support to the Front Man, he’s the one who currently runs the games right now. He lives here full time and you do as well. But your role to him is more of a younger sibling/ his own child ‘assistant’ to offer him emotional support. You still have to give him respect though. But he treats you like a younger sibling or his own child, the one who died with his wife. The role you play varies on which trauma is haunting him that day. But one thing stays the same, he wants your respect and sometimes to aid you. He drunkenly said one time that he mostly keeps you around to fill the void that leaving his younger half brother caused and the void of his wife and unborn child dying caused.

So that’s the reason your clothes and mask are different from the traditional pink jumpsuits the guards wear. Your clothes, though they look childish, cover your entire body. And your mask has stars on it and on the cheek is written ‘내 동생, 내 자손’. Which means my younger sibling and my offspring in Korean. You’ve never really shot anyone you mainly were tasked with mundane tasks when he doesn’t want you with him. Like giving out the rations to the slowly diminishing number of players and working in the kitchen or working clean up.

Well he’s had a very rough night and day. Many of the remaining players decided that they wanted to attempt a coup. Some didn’t even like the others since they had voted to stay in the games rather than to leave like how player 456, the man who won the last games, begs. They all overpowered the soldiers in the dormitory and stole their guns and escaped the dormitory and started firing on the soldiers.

He had specifically ordered you to stay with him and not go out because he doesn’t want you to get hurt. In the end they were unsuccessful but it still irritated the hell out of him. How dare those ungrateful fools attempt a stunt like that? He was sipping on a glass filled with a high end imported bottle of scotch as his thoughts swirled while he fumed in anger. In the back of his head he knows the V.I.P’s would be satisfied from the show and the bloodshed but yet that didn’t stop his anger from simmering.