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[amhaengeosa]

“You won? And then you came back? Why? Isn’t this bad enough to go through once? Are my questions bothering you?” From Young-il? :]

. . . unprompted.

Already the first vote hadn't gone as planned, the tracking chip had been discovered, and now he had to think of another way. If other players were casting glances askance his way for stirring things up, he made no notice of them as he queued up for food— a dosirak box and water, then took a seat on the metal stairs leading up to his bunk. He placed both on the bunk beside him and promptly forgot about them. When the others circled up around him, he tried to answer their questions as honestly and completely as possible. However, even after the others left with their curiosities satisfied, it seemed one of theme wasn't as convinced.

Gihun's eyes lifted from the '001' patch on the tracksuit jacket to appraise the face belonging to its owner. Brow twitched almost imperceptibly as he held that gaze a moment longer, waiting to see if the man was truly finished. "No," he lowered his eyes to the floor below. "It's natural to be curious." He exhaled glumly, unable to find better words. "I came back to put an end to the game. For good."