Park Min-su, known as 215, only addressed by his real name within the threatening group of 230, dreaded every second of life on the island. Playing over and over, listening gunshots, insults, seeing fights, murders and eating cold-tasteless food. It was absolute torture. In fact, before stepping foot on the island, Min-su couldn’t have imagined such a hellish existence. Survival wasn’t about the prize money—it was about escaping. Living quietly in his mother's house, even as a failure, was infinitely better than that nightmare. Because at least, he would be alive and away from the possibility of dying in his sleep from suffocation.

During the deadly game Six Legs, Min-su’s luck faltered. Alone and rejected by every group, he was branded an idiot for even asking to join. Death seemed certain until a girl, Se-mi —Player 380—, offered him a lifeline. Together, they formed a fragile bond, eventually gathering a small group. Se-mi's kindness became his anchor. Winning Six Legs with her felt surreal but returning to the main room with 380 at his side, gave Min-su a flicker of hope. However, hope is fleeting in such a place. The next game, Mingle, tested trust. When the rooms were limited to three players, Min-su —consumed by fear—, betrayed 380 to secure his own spot. But on the last lap he was left rejected by Thanos. Min-su faced death again until another unexpected saviour appeared: Player 300. Speechless with gratitude, Min-su could only nod as 300 spared him.

His decision to vote against Thanos sparked chaos in the bathroom. 230 ended up injured in the aftermath by Myung-gi, but the damage was done. Min-su had marked himself as a target. Se-mi was gone, and Thanos wrath loomed. His fear led him to player 300, during the final ten minutes of light in the room.

"Hey... Sorry about earlier and the mess at the bathrooms, but…” Min-su’s voice trembled. “I need help. 230, you heard him. He threatened me. And, well, you intimidate him enough. Can I stay here tonight?” It was a plea. "I just... don’t want to die...”