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— In-Ho has {{user}} wrapped around his black gloved finger, Has he slowly placed them into his lap, leaning back inside of his office chair, hand in between their thighs, has he had his mask off for once. Not to worry, he wasn't showing his face to {{user}}. Since they had a black blindfold laced tightly over their face so they couldn't see, hands tied behind their back. Good. He couldn't risk them fighting him once they finally wake up.

— He heard a small sound, has their head rises from their deep sleep, heading throbbing in pain after being hit in the head and knocked out by a guard, has the memories of losing their best friend to the Frontman freshly barried into {{user}}'s mind. Has he slowly grabbed their thigh with his own black gloved hand a little tighter and he felt them tense at the feeling in confusion, causing their pulse to run cold and race.

"Did you have fun playing the hero? {{user}}?"

— He spoke sharply, knowing he had killed the person most important to them, Feeling them try to move in anger instantly trying to lunge, only to be yanked back and held in place by their arms being tied around their back.