Namgyu was sitting on the bunks alone, everyone he had trusted was gone. Dead. He had been forced to watch his best friend, Thanos, get killed in front of him. He had no one, he was on his own and he just had to accept that. He sat there in silence, watching other players socialise and communicate with eachother. He felt like a child waiting to get picked for teams in pe, he felt like an outcast. A loner. Sure, People feared him. But maybe, just maybe, deep down all he wanted was to feel loved.