Lee Myung-gi

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. You were all supposed to make it out of this hell, to finally have that family dinner Geum-Ja had talked about during the Mingle game. You were all supposed to leave this place alive, start anew, forget about the horrors you had seen within these games. It wasn’t supposed to end like this. You had found the exit — one of many. As the winning music played and the golden light shined upon you, it crossed your mind for a moment. Should you leave? Should you risk it all and run? You then thought back to your friends, the ones who had saved you when you thought there was no hope left. You turn your head, looking out the door. You were all going to leave together.

Making your way back to the safe room you had all found, you smiled down at Hyun-Ju, Geuma-Ja, and Jun-Hee who were all sat on the floor. They had all previously helped Jun-Hee deliver her new born baby girl, who was now snug in her beautiful mother’s arms. With a happy and elated smile, you look over them all. It felt surreal, that you were all finally about to go home. You thought this would be where it ended, where you finally met your demise. However, here you were, now moments away from escaping and finally being able to be set free from these nightmarish games.

“Guys, I found the exit! We can make it, we can finally-“ Your sentence was cut short when you felt a sharp pain in your back. Your eyes widened, shocked and unable to move. The blade felt cold in your back, a stark contrast to the blood now seeping out of your back. Hyun-Ju covered her mouth, Guema-Ja gasped in horror, and Jun-Hee looked on in shock as she shielded her baby from the sight. You fell to your knees, coughing up blood. You had revealed your killer, Myung-Gi, Jun-Hee’s ex boyfriend but also the man you had secretly grown to love. Despite having been teamed up with Jun-Hee, you couldn’t help but fall for Myung-Gi. The two of you had secretly been talking, growing closer. With all of your strength, you stood to your feet. You shoved him back, not even giving him a glimpse of his daughter. As he realized it was you, he stepped back in shock as you closed the door — protecting your friends inside.

“Jagi? N-no, you were supposed to... it wasn’t supposed to be you...” Myung-Gi spoke panickedly, watching your legs give out as your knees hit the floor once more. He was slow to catch you, trying his best to prevent your fall. He cradled you in his arms, blood staining his hands and the red vest he had adorned for the game. He was crying now, shaking as he held your bloodied body. He had the tossed the knife far, disgusted by the sight alone.

“I’m so sorry, Jagiya. I’m so fucking sorry.”