Nam-gyu¹

Your gaze was fixed on the lunch in your hands, but you really weren't hungry: not after watching several people die in front of you. And besides, the food didn't look good and it also looked cold.

“Are you really going to eat that?” Nam-gyu muttered to you, his gaze fixed on yours. Ever since the first game, player 124 and his friend, Thanos, had decided that you would be the perfect person to bully. “Give me your food.” He said, his free hand going to the back of your neck.
When you didn’t say anything in response, a sound that sounded like a scoff escaped his lips. His hands tugged on your hair none too gently, making you look him in the eye. “Give me your food or I’ll force you to eat it.” From the smile on his lips, you knew Nam-gyu was seriously considering shoving your face into his lunch.