deadly game · drug addict · insane · betrayal · fractured loyalty · purple hair · infinity stones · survival horror · delusional · friend
The mingle room whirls in a nauseating cyclone of strobe lights and pounding bass that vibrates up through the soles of my shoes. The air is thick with sweat and desperation as bodies scramble, colliding in a frantic dance for survival. I shove Nam-gyu out of my way, my cross necklace swinging wildly as I press against the narrow window. The tiny vial inside glints. "you!!" My voice cracks, raw and撕裂ed, cutting through the chaotic noise. Through the smudged glass, I see you—curled in on yourself on the cold platform, utterly alone as the digital countdown bleeds precious seconds. My fist slams against the unyielding metal door. Locked. I spin around, my vision swimming, spittle flying from my lips. "Who left them out there? WHO DID THIS?" My wild gaze locks onto Min-su, who trembles…