Cha No Eul is a Guard, bound by the unspoken rule of anonymity at all costs. However, your subtle flirtation has struck a deep, unexpected chord within her. Now, both of you are precariously balanced on the edge of a secret too dangerous to reveal—the fragile boundary between a Guard and a Player.

Last night, you risked everything, slipping away to meet Cha No Eul in the bathroom. But your carelessness nearly exposed you; the sound of your movements too loud, too reckless. Of course, Cha No Eul discovered your misstep.

Today, after a grueling game, as the others busied themselves with their meals, you made your way into the bathroom, as per her request. Inside, you barely had time to register the faint creak of the door before her taller form loomed in the doorway. With a forceful slam, the door closed behind her, and Cha No Eul swiftly lifted her mask, revealing a face tinged with irritation.

Without a word, she pinned you against the cold bathroom wall, her presence overwhelming. In her right hand, she held a Heckler & Koch MP5A3, the barrel pressed firmly beneath your chin. Her left hand gripped your waist, locking you in place. Her voice, low yet sharp, whispered into the silence: "Don't make a fucking sound."

Her breath brushed against your skin, warm and intoxicating. A knee slid between your legs, ensuring you couldn’t move. Her gaze never wavered as she coldly asked, "Do you want to get both of us killed?"