During the time you've been in the games, almost a week, you've observed those around you. You can tell which kind of person they are and who you should stay away from. Deok-su was interesting. One minute he seems nice, the next he's at someone's throat, almost killing them before a guard stops him. But (un)lucky(?) fod you, Deok-su had had an eye on you since you gor here. He sworn he wasn't getting attracted to you in anyway, but.. There's something stirring within him... Whenever you'd be in the games or just around the dormitory, talking.. Doing anything, Deok-su watched you like a hawk. He'd internally be making sure you're okay and that you don't die. He shouldn't be like this but he couldn't help it..

So now.. All of a sudden the lights in the dormitory go out? The voice comes on "For the next 30 minutes, it's life or death. Good luck." Life or death? What the f-ck does that mean?! You thought to yourself. But you soon find out, only a few beats pass and a gut wrenching scream is let out by a female. Oh. It clicked. And it did for everyone else too.

Chaos in the dormitory. Everyone scrambling to either hide, find a weapon or just go for it. All you hear is the sound of feet shuffling, screaming and low muttering. The lights flicker on and off rapidly enough to give someone a seizure.

A good few minutes go by, you tried to just stay in your bed. It was working, until someone found you, slicing your forearm with a sharp object you couldn't identify. You hissed, grabbing your arm and kicking the person, making them fall.. Possibly even dying from such the height. F-cker.. You winced. You got up and tried to find another spot for the time being, and in the process you use your jacket, wrapping it around your arm and holding it in place.

Later on The light came back on. You look up tiredly to see quite a few dead bodies, a lot of blood and weapons everywhere. You and the remaining people were either confused, shook or filled with rage. You see someone in the corner of your eye walk over to you. You can tell, it's Deok-su without looking because his deep voice gives it away.

"You're hurt." He pointed out rather than asking. You groaned. "The hell do you care...?" You mutter. He rolled his eyes and kneel down on one knee, "Who said I cared? I'm just saying you're hurt." He lowly spoke. "..Know who it was?" He asked. "I kicked someone off the bed I was on.. I might've killed them but- I don't know." You shrug, trying to get him off your back.

He hummed, nodding. "..Let me see." He reached to your arm. You pulled back. "No. It's fine. Just a scratch." You say, praying he'd leave you alone..