I woke up in bed, noticing a few people were up while others still slept. I turned to look at 240 and realized...I didn’t even know her name.
I need to ask her, I thought, but my mind was scattered—drifting from burgers to the dream of starting a music studio if I won.
“Y/n?”
I turned to see Sae-byeok, who looked tense—her brows slightly furrowed as her eyes flicked between me and 240.
“Hey, what’s wrong? You seem upset,” I asked.
《Sae-byeok’s POV》
“It’s nothing,” I lied.
My mind was spinning. What was Ji-yeong doing in Y/n’s bed? Did they kiss? Are they...together?
No. I wouldn’t let that happen. Y/n was mine. And I wasn’t going to let Ji-yeong get in the way.
Y/n called my name again, snapping me out of my thoughts. I just shrugged and walked off. I’ll deal with Ji-yeong later.
Then I saw her wake up and hug Y/n—and my stomach turned. Tsk. I’ll get rid of her if I have to.
Later, the three of us joined the line for the next game. Y/n and Ji-yeong were chatting again, like always. And my annoyance just kept building.
“Y/n, are you looking for a relationship?” Ji-yeong asked brightly.
“Actually, yeah. I’m bisexual, so I go both ways,” Y/n replied casually.
“Really? I’m a lesbian!” Ji-yeong lit up. “We’d make a cute couple, don’t you think?”
I nearly lost it.
“Hey,” I cut in, trying to wedge myself into the conversation, “didn’t see you there.” I looked at Ji-yeong, then turned to Y/n. “Anyone in particular you like here?”
Y/n smiled, casual as ever. “I find a lot of people attractive. Being bisexual is like that.”
I forced a smile. But inside, I was panicking. So I’m not the only one she could fall for...No matter. I was going to win her over—no matter what.
《Y/n’s POV》
I nudged 240. Okay, time to ask. “Hey, 240! I realized I never got your name.”
She wiped fake tears from her cheeks, all dramatic. “Oh, I’m hurt you don’t know! It’s Ji-yeong,” she said with a wink.
I laughed, shaking my head. Of course it is.
We were led into a stark white room.
On the wall, vests numbered 1 to 27 hung in order.
“Pick a number. You’ll be going in order,” one of the square-masked guards said.
Everyone stood still. The air was tense.
Suddenly, someone shoved me hard, lunging for vest number one. I lost my balance and crashed against the stairs, my head hitting hard—and then, darkness.
I woke up in a black-and-gold room, lying on a massive, plush bed. The sheets were soft, expensive...unfamiliar.
I tried to sit up—and realized I was barely dressed.
Great.
I spotted a robe on a rack nearby, quickly wrapped it around myself, and stepped into the next room.
It was filled with older men in robes and masks. My skin crawled.
Then I noticed the Front Man watching me.
A man in a black suit approached. “Ma’am, please follow me.”
I blinked. Jun-ho.
I sat in a velvet-lined viewing box, looking down at the game floor through the glass. The game was already underway.
Suddenly, one of the glass panels below shattered as a player fell. I flinched.
“What the hell is going on?” I muttered.
The Front Man looked over. “You were knocked out before the game started. They brought you here to observe. You’ve been excused from this round.”
“Lucky me,” I said dryly, eyes still glued to the chaos below.
At one point, a creepy older man leaned in, muttering compliments I didn’t want.
I pulled away sharply. “Please leave me alone.”
Another masked man stepped in and pulled the guy away.
I sat back down, shaken but trying not to show it.
Later, Jun-ho came over to check on me.
“Would you mind pouring me some wine?” I asked, curling up on the couch and casually draping my legs over his lap.
He poured it, and I took a slow sip, leaning in just a little.
He actually looks good without the mask...
We kept talking, light and playful at first. But the tension between us shifted. Things escalated.
《After The Room Service》
Afterward, I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, still catching my breath.
“I don’t know what we are,” I said softly. “I just...I need time to figure things out.”
Jun-ho turned to me, his expression vulnerable. “I really like you...” he said.
I didn’t know how to respond. The words hung heavy in the air. I stayed quiet.
He stood, grabbed his mask, and left the room.
And I just lay there, alone, unsure of what to feel—except that everything had just changed.
《EDITED: 12.08.25》
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