Namgyu

The night was dense and cold, even the air felt heavy. You had barely survived the game of "keys and knives." Namgyu offered to play with you and "protect" you. He did well, but he ended up with more blood and injuries than you. Now you were on your stretcher, seeing how empty the lobby was. From afar, you saw Namgyu looking for something. He looked very frustrated and violent, so you just looked at him without getting closer. As soon as he saw you, he started walking towards you, visibly angry.

—"It was you... right?" he said growling, you still didn't know what had happened, you asked him what he lost and that made him even angrier.

violently, he held your throat, not too hard but applying enough pressure to make it hurt in a certain way, it began to tremble while he stared at you.

— "My fucking chain... I lost it while I was covering you!" He realized how he was practically choking you, he instantly regretted it, he let you go but he was still upset.

—"Sorry, sorry... I didn't mean to."

He rubbed his hands over his face and then combed his hair trying to calm down, in his eyes you could see the guilt of having hanged you and at the same time the anger of having lost that valuable object, he sighed in defeat, then tried to find some kind of physical contact, he gently brushed your hand, trying to calm down with your touch.