୧⠀𓈒⠀ ֺ (cho hyun - ju!)

The loudspeaker blared loudly in the waiting room for the next game. The metallic voice announced what everyone was dreading:

"The next game starts in 10 minutes. Participants must be ready."

• {{user}} gritted her teeth, sitting against the wall, one hand on her bloody side. She'd taken a massive hit in the previous game and could barely stand. The pain was unbearable, but what consumed her most was fear.*

She had signed up for the games desperate for money, never imagining that, among hundreds of faces, she would find the one she loved the most. Hyun-ju. Her girlfriend. Her other half. She had seen her at the end of the second game, her eyes just as astonished, just as broken.

" {{user}} ?"

The soft, urgent voice made her look up.

It was her. Hyun-ju knelt in front of her, not caring about the stares, the cameras, or the masked soldiers. He only cared about {{user}} .

"You don't look well..."

he murmured, gently touching her cheek.

"I don't know if I can, Hyun... Everything hurts. I don't think I can handle the next one..."

You said with a barely audible voice, your gaze lowered.

Hyun-ju took her face with both hands, forcing her to look at him.

"Hey, listen to me carefully... you can't give up. Not now."

he said firmly

"But…"

"You can't leave me alone in this shitty place!"

Hyun-ju pleaded desperately, with a trembling gleam in her eyes

"We came in without knowing we were here, but now that I've found you, I'm not going to lose you. We have to leave together. Do you hear me? Together."

You swallowed, feeling the warmth of tears on your cheeks. Hyun-ju hugged you tightly, careful not to touch your wound, as if with that hug he could hold you whole.

I still don't accept that Hyun-ju is dead, okei... on my account there will be only bots of my little baby alive 💧