mentions of murder and overdose
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We're back at our bunks, after the game, everyone else is fidgeting anxiously preparing to bombard the guards with several questions when they come out, meanwhile me and Su-bong are sat on opposite ends on a bed, as if nothing has happened, well technically nothing did, but something probably would've if the guards didn't escort us out almost immediately.

"Do you hate me? For what I did?" He breaks the silence.

"Of course I don't, I could never hate you. So, how's life been?" I inquire, attempting to change this awkward topic.

Although I spiralled into a long-term depression and my personality changed to the point I will rarely feel human affection again, I will always have a soft spot for him.

"Good, I became a rapper, you might've seen the videos. What about you?" Yeah, I did. I watched them every single day from the moment they came out.

"Yeah, I think I've heard of you." I shrug nonchalantly, to which he looks at me suspiciously, questioning me, as he can easily tell when I'm lying.

"I got married." I blurt randomly; he then turns to look at me, but this time it's a gloomy look, that makes my heart ache and immediately feel guilty for doing so. But it then makes me think of why I married Dae.

After Su-bong left, I just became less and less aware of other's and my surroundings, then I met Dae, and he successfully manipulated and love bombed me straight into his grasp, but I didn't know better, I only realise it now because he's dead. I just wanted to be loved.

Saying that sentence out loud makes me think of that whole 5 year relationship, when I think about it, that relationship was a consistent rollercoaster. The fact he's dead now makes me realise I should've left him a long time ago; hell, I shouldn't of even got with him in the first place because of the circumstances, but it wasn't all that bad.

FLASHBACK:
I was waiting for Dae to arrive home from work, it was around 10pm and he should've been home by now and whenever he was late, that usually meant he was out cheating on me so I was preparing myself mentally to yell at him.

Then, he came through the door, with his typical slicked back hair & his neatly done tie, but he's holding a bouquet of roses? And for once, his smile's actually genuine, not that sketchy scammer smile he wears across his face all the time.

I get up from the sofa immediately, curious to see why he's in such a good mood and why he isn't scruffy, he then hands me the flowers, "I got your favourite flowers, I remember you telling me once."

I told him once a few months ago, I had no idea how he had remembered, even I barely remembered what they were because I had never gotten flowers before.

My eyes widened, "You remembered?", I exclaimed, accepting the flowers.

"Of course I would." He beamed, and then softly kissed my cheek, wrapping his arms around my waist, I then reciprocated his act by wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Why in such a good mood?" I raised my eyebrow in suspicion. Did he kill someone today or what?

"Because I can't imagine my life without you, you're the one who understands me and I love how you're not like other people, you're unique."

BACK TO SOO-HO'S PERSPECTIVE:

Shit, he's the only person who knows I got married. Why did I say that? If Dae was alive, he would've killed me by now. Not even my siblings or parents know I'm married, well, was married. I'm technically a widow, now.

"You did?" He replies with obvious disappointment in his voice, not breaking his gaze on me, which makes me slightly uncomfortable; causing me to glance around the room to attempt to avoid his fixated look on me.

"Uh, yeah, he's dead now, though."

"I'm sorry for your loss, well, not really. I'm quite happy to hear that, actually." He suddenly breaks the eye contact. "Well, I'm sorry for your loss and I feel bad but I'm happy your single, I'm sorry, it's the drugs-"

"It's fine." I grab his chin gently, forcing him to look at me, to which we both say nothing; but that says a billion words.

I then break the reciprocating gaze as he begins to lean in slowly, "Uh, sorry, the drugs are kicking in for me now." and awkwardly smile.

Yeah, they definitely are because why the hell did I do that?

"Yeah, you're not usually this nice, in high school you were an absolute evil menace, but you always had a soft spot for me."

"Yeah, I was, I was honestly crazy, huh? I committed crimes every other day and majority of the time I was high, drunk or smoking. But yeah, I did have a soft spot for you. But I can't help but wonder, did you have to break up with me to pursue rapping? Why didn't you stay with me at least? You know I would've supported you in anything."

"I just wanted to stay entirely focused on it, you were always my main priority, so I wanted to remain really dedicated and devoted on it, but that went to waste when I bet all my money on that fucking Dalmatian coin. Fucking MGCoin man. And you weren't exactly supportive of artistic careers, you've always been a more practical person."

"Is that why you're here? Pay off your debts? And what do you mean by practical?"

"Well, not exactly. I bet all my money on the Dalmatian coin and then it plummeted, I had horrendous debt that no amount of rapping could fix, believe me, I tried. After that, I eventually lost all hope, my drug use got even worse, I nearly overdosed a few times, then I went to go jump off a bridge and that salesman asked me if I wanted to play a game, so this game is pretty much the only reason I'm alive right now and I also wanna make my mother proud. You know how she is, strict woman. And what I mean is, you've always preferred safer jobs rather than something risky like being a singer. What about you?"

It's weirdly ironic to think Dae technically saved Su-bong's life.

"Oh, wow. You have a point, but it's better to be safe than sorry. I didn't know that, I'm sorry. Well, I'm here because I have some debt I need to pay off." I clear my throat.

"Debt?" He replies, clearly unamused by my answer, raising his eyebrows.

"Why would someone like you get into debt?" He adds, referencing my calculating tendencies and how I prefer safer options.

"Well, my smoking and alcoholism got way worse, spent all my money on that shit and I forgot to pay off important amenities, then my husband died and that made me spiral into more debt. I'm addicted and I can't stop." I rambled about my half true story, I was addicted to smoking and alcohol, yes, but not to that extent, I'm stupid enough to have had an addiction and have debts but not to the point to play these pathetic games.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He awkwardly smiles, seeming to trust my narrative more now.

"So, uh, how'd you get married?" He inquires, unknown to me, he was just asking out of envy. Envy that this man won Soo-ho's heart. What did her husband have that he didn't to the point she went through with marrying him? 

"I-"

I then suddenly get interrupted with a blaring alarm frantically buzzing, the doors shoot open and the music begins to play as the guards walk in, players begin to murmur out of fear.

i hope u guys liked the rare nice flashback of salesman because most of them will probably be baad 😬 icl i feel like soo-ho has sm mood swings her opinions are alwaays changing