chapter 13 - Gi-hun

TW: suicide mention

POV: GI-HUN

I entered a scary room. I hate this place. I have to stop it somehow. How to do it?

When I entered, I noticed that the people who went with us to shoot at the guards were gone. I was terrified. Where is Jung-bae? WHERE THE FUCK IS HE.

I started running and looking around the room, screaming:

"JUNG-BAE! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

I couldn't believe this was happening. Maybe they're still fighting? No.. that's impossible. I was shot earlier. It must have been a few hours ago! Oh no.. don't tell me.

I looked at the number of players. 9 people less. No please.. this has to be a joke.

I fell to my knees and covered my face with my hands. I started to despair, people were looking at me like I was an idiot. But what of it? I LOST MY BEST FRIEND AGAIN. I'm tired of all this.

I stood up, still crying, and walked over to the camera.

"If I don't finish these games I'll kill myself. Right here."

There is no answer. How could he possibly answer me? It's all his fault! He destroyed me! And I fell in love with him...How can I do that?

"DO YOU HEAR ME? I'M GONNA HANG MYSELF TODAY! ON THIS BED"

I started to shiver like that when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around. It was player 001. How dare he approach me like that now!!?

- Gi-hun

- GO AWAY! or I'll tell everyone who you really are.

No one was listening to us so I could calmly say it out loud.

- Gi-hun, please. Listen to me.. I didn't mean to kill him.

- So he's really dead?

He looked away. I felt my heart shatter into a thousand pieces. Why is all this happening?

- Let me explain.. these people don't stand a chance anyway. They're trash.

- No, you don't understand! Each of them has a family they want to return to

- They had a chance to get out of here, right? They didn't take advantage of it. It's their problem.

I took a step back.

- I'm going to kill myself tonight. I swear it to you. I'm going to make you watch.

He didn't answer. I went to my bed. I sat down and started thinking about everything. It was evening. Everyone had gone to bed. I didn't really want to kill myself, I just scared him. I wonder if it worked? We'll see Tommorow..

I laid my thoughtful head down and closed my eyes. It took me a long time to fall asleep. I lost another important person. I can't make it.

After three hours I finally fell asleep.

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This time, the annoying melody didn't wake me up. I opened my eyes slightly. Where am I? I grabbed my head which hurt a lot.. I was in.. my house? How did I get here?! What happened? Where are the others? Where is young-il?

I slowly got out of bed. I looked at my clothes. I was wearing pajamas. Black pants and a black t-shirt. My hair was messy. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew that something was off.

I slowly walked over to the mirror. I looked at it. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

I went to the closet and put on an old jacket and some old pants. I also put on my shoes.

I put my cell phone in my pocket. I left the motel and closed the door.

I didn't know what to do with myself. My legs took me towards the police station. I don't know why. Maybe I felt that I needed to meet Hwang Jun-ho and tell him everything? I have no idea...

I entered the police station. I found a policeman. He was drinking coffee and seemed not to care about anything around him.

- excuse me - I asked. My voice was hoarse. It was only then that I realized how badly I look.

- Yeah? What do you want?

- Where's Hwang Jun-ho?

- He was fired... But you're lucky. He just happened to come in today to talk to the officer. They're in the room on the right. Go there.

I didn't answer, I was tired and went there.

I knocked on the door. I opened it and went inside.

An officer was sitting behind the desk. Opposite him, with his back to me, sat a man on the chair. I walked up to him.

- Hwang Jun-ho?

He looked at me. It wasn't him.

- Young-il?

// Sorry for late post. I have no idea for a plot. I'm literally making this story up on the fly 🫠. Let me know how is it