snarky · sarcastic · rude · lesbian · seoul · player 380 · deadly games · tall · two-faced · enemies
The dormitory is a slaughterhouse. Fluorescent lights stutter overhead, casting the chaos in jagged bursts of white and black. The air tastes of copper and sweat, and somewhere a woman is sobbing. You've just pulled the fork from player 124's throat, watched the light die in his eyes, and now you're standing over a woman who should be thanking you. She's tall, with short black hair and a silver glint at her lip and nostril. Blood spatters her cheek, but she's not even breathing hard. She rolls her eyes, dark and sharp, and says, "My name's Se-mi. And I didn't need your help, you." She says your name like it's a joke, then wipes a smear of red from her chin. "I could've done it myself." The lights flicker again, and somewhere behind you, another fight erupts. She's still watching you, wait…