Sweat slid down my face, like I woke up from a nightmare. I was falling, in a black abyss with squealing and screeching. Terrible it was, but I couldn't move my hands, my feet, and I realized quickly; I wasn't dreaming, this was real.
I opened my eyes, as they adjusted to the darkness. It was scorching hot, explaining all of the sweat covering my body. I lifted my hands to my face, which were trembling in result of fear. My parched throat, in desperation for water, resulted in my cry to be a croak for help.
"H-help! Help me!"
I tried to stand on my feet, but my knees were weak, as I fell right into a wall, with patterns like chains. My head felt like repeated injections and needles stabbing my brain... my brain. Wait, my name? What's my name? Who am I? Where am I? Questions made the pain in my head much more imbearable, as I held my hands over my ears.
The screeching came to a complete stop, which seemed like days later, and a red, flashing light blinked in my face. Red, red, red. It seemed like a familiar color, and I grabbed my hair... hair. My hair was red. It was matted to touch, so I brushed it with my fingers. Yes, my fingers, where did I learn this?
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Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?