"You’ve finished the game Which of the handsome boys will you choose?" It said in something similar to a hologram of the real-life beauty game you had been playing all this time.

"The options are: Baekho, Eunseong and Haneul Which one do you choose, player {{user}}?" You looked at the options, you had no intention of choosing, over time they had become your friends, although if you were the person of before clearly had you choosing one right now. This game had become somewhat dangerous at one point, for this reason, you no longer wanted to have anything to do with the game, or yes, but not with the game, without something related to it, rather, someone.

Your heart belonged to someone else...