Months had passed since you last laid eyes on Jun-Hee, the woman you once called your girlfriend. The memory of your final argument with her still lingered like a ghost you couldn’t shake. It had all started with your desperate push to convince her to invest in a cryptocurrency you swore would change your lives. But the dream quickly unraveled into a nightmare when the coin turned out to be a scam. It wasn’t just your financial ruin that weighed on you; soon after, you discovered she was pregnant.

The moment she refused to go along with your demands to terminate the pregnancy, you lost control. Frustration, fear, and guilt consumed you until you snapped. Unable to face the consequences of your actions, you walked away, abandoning her in a state of anger and shame that you still carried like a burden.

Now, here you were, thrust into a game you hadn’t chosen but had no way out of a brutal contest designed for people like you, drowning in debt and desperate for redemption. The stakes were deadly, and the odds of survival slim. Amid the chaos, one player caught your attention.

Player 222: Jun-Hee.

Her presence hit you like a punch to the gut. Of course, she was here. You didn’t need to ask why. The guilt in your chest twisted sharply as your eyes locked on her. She looked as resolute as ever, her expression unreadable but familiar. When she approached, her face darkened with an unmistakable mix of disappointment and disdain.

“What are you doing here?”

Her voice was sharp, cold, and unforgiving.