The Guard (Sae-byeok x Y/N)

Games (2)

A/N

Sorry for not writing! I was gone over the weekend and I probably will be gone over the next 3 weekends too.. Sorry for the inconvenience!

Well anyways I hope the last chapter was good and my goal for all chapters will be at least 1,200 words! Only to make up for the weekends I didn't write on though :)

Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter because I'm actually putting work into this XD

Sae-byeok POV:

I've been working here for over a year and I can't help but wonder how my brother is doing. I feel bad for just leaving him like this but it's for a good reason. Money. We need the money without it I can't help my mom or travel to Jeju Island.

I can't help but think about Y/N I left her too and I feel like a terrible friend and sister. I hope when I see her again though she'll understand and forgive me. But what if she doesn't remember me? What if she thinks I'm dead? What if she hates me? What if I make a mistake here and die? Death is the only penalty they have here no jail or no food. Just death. Blood and guns are pretty much all I see everyday other than someone's corpse and these people in the masks.

I wish it were easier to make money but I also am thankful I chose the red ddakji if I didn't I probably would've ended up like the rest of the dead players. It's weird not being able to see the outside anymore or any human faces. I feel lost in here but then again I know where everything is and what my job is. I'm a circle I clean up the bodies and burn them. I don't give orders I listen to them. I don't like that and I don't usually follow 'rules/orders' either.

It's hard and it's not how I expected myself to be living, but it's like they say life isn't fair and if it was I bet it'd be boring. But at least I could be happy unlike now.

Time skip

I wake up realizing I was dreaming of what I wanted and whatever was on my mind. I don't have time to process it though new players were coming and I had to get up and ready. I wish I could be a triangle it would be nice to see some of the players faces without most of them being dead. I don't really care about seeing faces because I mostly just care about being able to boss someone around. But again life isn't fair.

I get up and start putting on that same red and pinkish tracksuit along with the circle mask. It wasn't very comfortable but at least I wasn't suffocating and could still see. I open my door and wait outside for the headcount to be done. Once it's done I head to my position which is in the room where we burn the bodies. I don't like burning bodies mainly because it's always hot in that same old room and it smells bad because of the sweat from the other workers. Don't even get me started on the smell of rotting flesh and burning blood in that room! It's disgusting I hate everything in that room with my whole body.

I look around to see other workers talking to each other as if their 'friends' but in reality they aren't. They can't see each other or say hi to each other properly. Only reason for that is because of the rumors that spread through this place. People say 'friends' have betrayed one another for more money which just shows how greedy and rude people are. Not even rude in my eyes they just disgust me. I don't talk to the other people not because of the rumors but because I don't warm up to people I never liked talking to them unless I had to. If I had to it's for job reasons or whatever. I look away realizing I was staring at them and they were staring at me back. It feels weird when we stare at each other it doesn't happen often but when it does it feels like there's something wrong. I'm not saying there isn't anything wrong in this place because believe me there is.

Also there's no clock in this burning room so I can't see the time or when it's my time to go out and clean bodies. I just have to follow the crowd. Following is stupid but if it didn't exist I probably would've died in this place by now.