Is it too late to say I love you? . . . . . . Khaotung and First wake up to find themselves in a game they can't escape from. The game that plays with life and death, claims to be there to better their relationship. But both are suffering from the cruelty of the game miserably. Will the game truly better their relationship? or worsen it? Will it make them understand each other better? Disclaimer: This story includes sexual content, self harm, suffering and many other physical pain that might be triggering. Please read at your own risk. (P.s. This story has nothing to do with Khaotung and First's series. I just imagined them as the characters when I wrote this. This is all fictional.) Inspired by: Summer Silence (a fic on AO3)