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IT WAS FINALLY OUR turn to play but we had to be in a separate room aside from the other players since the game that we were about to play was gonna be an american one. i felt like the frontman was taunting me— but i don't really think he understands my tactics. the games we were gonna be playing were hopscotch, duck duck goose, jump rope, and musical statues.
"i'm nervous." player 304 said beside me.
"what's your name?" i ask her.
the player hesitated before answering. "u--uhm, je soojin."
"okay, soojin. don't be scared. i taught you everything i know." i told her.
soojin just nods in reply as she gripped my hand tightly, her eyes closing for a brief moment. "i trust you, (y/n)."
here goes the usual...
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ME AND THE OTHER players had made it out safely, i kept my head lowered though since i wasn't too happy about it. well, no, i'm glad that the others were safe but i had no idea how we even won the last part. was the frontman toying with me or something? i didn't know. but i felt the need to throw up, making me cover my mouth. dae-ho had been looking for me and when he spotted me he rushed over and pulled me into a hug.
"you made it, thank god." dae-ho says as he hugs me tightly. i don't hug him back due to feeling nauseous. he notices this and frowns, "what's wrong?"
"think i just..need to sit down." i say, going into a bad coughing fit.
"here, let me help." dae-ho says and leads me away from the other players, he sits me down on the closest bed.
i had kept my hand over my mouth when i coughed, and when i looked down at it i saw a bit of blood. of course, this eating disorder i had played a major part in me coughing up blood.
dae-ho frowned. "neo bab an meog-eoseo geuleon geoya? dangsin-eun meog-eoyahabnida." (translate: is this cause you aren't eating? you have to eat.) he says in his mother language, which i understood immediately.
"i'm fine, dae-ho. i don't need to eat." i replied.
in the distance thanos was watching us, a slight irritated and annoyed look on his face as he watched how close dae-ho was to me. why does he look so jealous? eh, it doesn't matter.
"come on. the others are waiting for us." dae-ho says, leading me over to the others. thanos watches us and he couldn't help but scoff.
"wait," i say to dae-ho, stopping him as i rested my hand on his chest. "i think i'm tired. and i just-- i just wanna lay down."
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I WALKED NEXT TO dae-ho, our shoulders pressing against one another as we walked, i kept my head lowered as usual when we walked. i held the milk in my hand and a piece of bread in the other, i stared at it, not wanting to eat due to the unpleasant feeling when it went down my stomach. i sit next to him on his bunk, my leg bounces up and down, hands shaking a little.
"i can't eat." i replied. "you can have it."
"you saw what happened earlier. you literally coughed up blood." dae-ho says. "that's cause you aren't eating. i'm surprised you're even in well shape right now. no– no offense, of course."
"nah, none taken. i appreciate it." is all i say before handing the bread and milk to him. "thank you, dae-ho."
i was just scared. i don't even know why i came back. if i survived, i can survive again. but the only person i was thinking about was my sister. also my mom, but she's gotten sick again. but i wasn't here for that.
you stink of lies, you know that?
that same smell again. "leave me alone." i whisper to mostly myself as i cover my ears.
are you sure you aren't here for the extra money? it's like a little cash and grab for you.
"stop. leave me alone." i continued to say.
i can't leave. it's your fault after all. i'm stuck here. with you.
i felt their hot breath on me. this was the only one thing i was scared of. "shut up. shut–"
i joined the game cause of you. and i died to it, because of you.
"i said shut up!" i shouted to no one, standing up abruptly and walking over to where the bathroom would be. "MOVE." I shouted to the other players and they quickly moved out the way.
"s-sorry, everyone. she's just having a really bad day." dae-ho says with a nervous smile before following me inside the bathroom.
"get out. this is the females restroom." i say, staring at myself in the mirror.
"not until you tell me what's wrong." dae-ho says, placing a hand on his hip.
i scoff. "you know what? just for you to get out, i'll strip naked." i...don't know why i said that.
"WHAT." dae-ho shouts. "i mean– no! don't– don't do that! okay?! i just– you wouldn't strip in front of me."
i lean against the counter, raising my brow. "sounds like you wouldn't mind?"
"i respect women. and right now what i'm about to do is cheer up your mood." dae-ho tells me before his hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me out the bathroom.
"dae-ho, enough. just let me go–!"
"no." dae-ho replies.
thanos watches, rolling his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, growing frustrated. it's like every time he saw me with dae-ho he looked pissed.
