Sempiternal || Saeyeong

༄𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑥༄

  Damn I could be a psychologist

  I just killed a man with a baby, a wife. He had so much more than me, how the hell could I just stand there and watch him die? Would people really go this far just to survive because that's what it was looking like. The world was a cruel and fragile being.

  That was all I could think about until I reached the main room again.

  My mind failed to process anything while I looked around at all the missing beds. Only sixteen left. A cruel, cruel planet. My daydreaming was disturbed by a poke on my shoulder. She stood in front of me. The shadow. Our faces must have looked identical, because I knew we were feeling the same thing. She spoke with her eyes. I could feel a weight being lifted off my shoulders at the sight of her.

  "What's your name?" Her voice matched her face; small and tear strained. 

  "Sae-Byeok." I replied, this time with no hesitation.

  "Sae-Byeok." She nodded. "I'm glad you're alive." Our eye contact held for a couple more seconds before I forced myself away from it.

  "You shouldn't be, I feel like a prick." A thought I'm sure we all had in the back of our minds. If this game didn't kill us, our own guilt would. "Me too."

  "Yours?" I mumbled. 

  "My what?"

  "Name."

  "Jiyeong." I stored that name somewhere deep into the ridges of my brain. 
 
  A couple of familiar faces walked up to us. The religious guy, Han Min-Yeo and Sang-Woo. So Gi-Hun is dead?

  Rage fueled my body; the fire could start any second. He doesn't deserve to live, Gi-Hun did. He thought he could just kill him, and nobody would be mad. He thought he was smarter than everybody else. Well, he wasn't, and it was blatantly obvious.

  I took a couple steps closer to him and stared blankly into his eyes. I knew there was guilt somewhere behind them. He just watched his closest friend be murdered. Knowing him, it was betrayal, he killed him on purpose all for the means of his own survival.

  "He's dead, right?" It was a dumb question. Of course he was. But a part of me needed to hear him say it.

  I couldn't tell you why I was so worked up over this, maybe because I experienced it first-hand too, or maybe because I had trusted Gi-Hun a little too much. But I had no reason to blame someone else, when I had just left my own ally to die.

  "Yes." Sang-Woo said. That word was enough to show just the reaction I needed.

  Guilt.

  Sadness.

  Slipped carefully into his words was the sound of devastation.

  He doesn't have the heart to betray someone and forget about it. He had to feel something after, they were childhood friends and he just left Gi-Hun to the wolves. It had to have twisted some nerve in his heart.

  After observing his reaction and body movement for a couple seconds, I nodded, taking a couple of steps back. Him falling apart comforted me somehow. Damn I could be a psychologist.

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