First game

That night it was hard for me to fall asleep. Maybe because of the new environment? Or maybe because of the fact that a bloody game will take place today? I don't know the exact reason. I got out of bed, stretching as far as I could. I staggered out of the bedroom and saw no one in the living room, so I went to the bathroom, where In-ho was already brushing his snow-white teeth. I walked over to him and snuggled into the boy's warm body. He immediately put down the trick and spat the contents of the paste out of his mouth to kiss me tenderly on the forehead.

-How was your sleep?- he also asked, sleepy, which made me think that I was not the only one who was just waking up.

-It used to be better- I muttered into the man's chest, to which he laughed sincerely. Few people could make him laugh like that.

"You'll get used to it, honey, you'll see," he replied and moved away from me to put on a black shirt over his bare chest. I recognized her right away, he was wearing it on our first date.

-Isn't it too small for you?- I asked, washing my face with cold water.

-I didn't gain weight, so it's perfect, especially since I wore it on our first date- he replied, to which I was surprised. He remembered what he wore then. Simply perfect.

-I thought you forgot. What's for breakfast?

"I would never forget such a detail about you, darling," he said, and kissed me tenderly on the nose, "And for breakfast you can take us whatever you want." I'll adapt to you.

-I can ask for whatever she wants?!

"Of course I do," he said, running through his wobbly hair.

-Then I would like pancakes. But typically American, there is practically no restaurant in Seoul that makes them," I said, to which the man left the room for a moment and came back a minute later.

-The order has been accepted. It will be in an hour," he said, putting on his black coat and mask.

-And where are you going? Won't we eat together?

-I'm going to the control room to see the 456 players taking a picture and I'll go straight back to the game. We will have food at the game. Feel like in our apartment, every alcohol is at your disposal, just like jazz music. I'm coming, I love you.

-And I told you, and I was left alone in an exclusive apartment? I guess that's what I should call it. A few of my cosmetics and hair or tooth tools. He took care of everything so that I felt comfortable.

I pulled myself together quite quickly and went to the bedroom to get some clothes under my coat, but there were none in the suitcase. In-ho had to unpack everything when I finally fell asleep. Charming. I opened the wardrobe and it made me laugh. To my left were all black or dark clothes, and to my right were all pink. The contrast was enormous. I was looking at the clothes until I looked at one that had a note attached to it.

I'd like you to wear it today. You were on our first date in this dress.

I smiled because I remembered her perfectly. A short pink dress gracefully hugging my body with straps. I rarely wear it because we don't have much opportunity to wear such clothes anymore. I took it out and put it on. It lay as before. I went to a bar and poured white wine into a glass and played Jazz music. I danced a bit alone until someone grabbed me by the waist. I turned around and it was the Frontman, and I rolled my eyes and took off his mask.

"I knew you were going to wear it," he said with an entertaining smile.

-Why did you come back so quickly?- I asked, sitting down at the bar, ignoring his previous words.

-An hour has already passed, the players are just leaving for the first game - he said, turning on a large TV. He took the food and sat down in the armchair. I got up from the bar to sit on the lap of a man who handed me a plate with my dream dish.

-Red light green light? It's a game for kids! I've always played it in the pre-school.

-Well, yes. I was in my first year of university," he said, at which I rolled my eyes and went back to watching. He loved to compare our ages, knowing that he knew better because he knew life more than I did.

-Who do you think can win?- I asked, flaunting the whole game, not just the first competition.

-I think player 100 and you?

-Player 456 seems decent. He will win, I replied looking at them. Slowly, people were dying of terror and those who were alive did not move a step except player 001. The old man had a great time during the red green light. At the very end, player 199 grabbed player 456 by the hood of his green tracksuit in time and saved his life.

-And it was close for yours to lose," he said with that annoying smile, to which I slapped him on the shoulder to shut up and we went back to watching.

-I don't trust player 218. He knows 456 but I don't think he wants to help him, knowing the stakes that he can die.

-This game is all about money, baby. One player is worth a million won and they have already lost a lot of players, so their amount is increasing. When there is a vote, then we will see what will guide them. The desire to return home and live a miserable life knowing that they will not die or the continued fight for money and the risk of death in children's games.