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37: Rather ⚔️

"Mirae, no!" Jin said but I shook my head. "It's alright. I don't want to see you hurt."

The host stabbed me on the side. I grunted, closing my eyes. The host pulled back.

I could hear low sniffles from Jin and then the host stood up straight, between us, next to the table.

I laid my head on the table, coughing. I rubbed my face and pulled my wet hair back. My eyes fell on the blood on my hands. I smiled and sat up straight.

"Would you rather get slapped or slap Jin?"

I was barely breathing. "I'll get slapped myself."

The host held my face with his steel hands before slapping me right across my face.

I think this is my end.

I was breathing heavily. My eyes were closing by itself as I laid my head on the table. Darkness was slowly consuming me.

I looked up at Jin and gave him a weak smile.

"Would you rather stab your chest with a knife or get Yang Mirae stabbed on her throat?"

I rolled my eyes and looked at Jin. "Say it, Jin. Don't worry about me."

Jin chuckled and glared at me. "Do you think that you are torturing yourself and making yourself look like an angel?" He asked but I frowned.

"What do you mean?" I asked in a low voice. "I try my best to hate you but you keep on making me look bad! Why, Mirae?"

I blinked my eyes several times. "You're good! Nobody can make you look bad."

He chuckled and shook his head. He looked up at me and I saw his red eyes staring at me intensely.

I looked at him with a questionable gaze while shaking her head. "What are you thinking, Jin?"

He looked at me and smiled before mumbling. "Stab my chest."

"No, Jin! What the fuck! Why? I'm already dying. Choose me!" I screamed and he chuckled bitterly.

"Now I know why everyone loves you." He said and I cried. "No, Jin. Take back your words!"

He shook his head before continuing. "I thought everyone loves you because you're weak but I was wrong."

Tears streamed down my face and I looked at it with a pleading gaze as he said, "You're stronger than all of us. You can sacrifice your life by bearing all the pain. You can save our lives by dying yourself."

The host slowly walked over to Jin and passed him the knife. He looked at me while crying. I was doing the same.

He gave me a weak smile, holding the knife close to his chest. "I wish we meet in our next lives and be good friends."

I hung my head low. I cannot see this. "Jin, please. Don't do this."

"Do me a favor, Mirae. Just win this game. Survive. Don't let my sacrifice go to waste."

I heard him say and then a loud gasp was heard. I cried badly when I heard a thud on the table.

Jin. Why did you do that?

"Congratulations, Yang Mirae for clearing this round. We will move on to the final round now."

But I was busy crying. I could feel my eyes shutting and I mumbled one last time before blacking out.

"I want Taehyung now."

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🤧🤧 sorry but you'll see many more in the future. Jin was the first one. 😭 I had to go on with the story in my head so I had to do this.

Jin is my bias. I'm ugly crying right now.