se-mi

The room buzzed with tension as you entered, scanning the faces of the other players. Amid the sea of fear and desperation, one figure stood out—Player 380, Se Mi. Her sharp features and bold demeanor caught your attention immediately. The piercings glinted under the harsh lights, and her short, edgy haircut made her look like she belonged in a fight rather than this twisted game.

She noticed you staring and raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a smirk. “what?"