**Chapter 1: An Unsettling Revelation**

The evening sun had long since faded, casting a dim orange glow over the lavish dormitory where the contestants of the mysterious game resided. The air was thick with the scent of exhaustion, the weight of the day's events still lingering on everyone's faces. As they sat on or around their beds, they devoured their bento boxes, grateful for the meager sustenance. The clinking of utensils and muffled conversations filled the room, a stark contrast to the chaos and bloodshed that had unfolded earlier. Myung-gi, player 333, had recently joined their group and was now sitting among them, his youthful appearance and pretty features drawing a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Jun-hee, player 222, couldn't help but cast constant glares and scoffs in Myung-gi's direction, her animosity towards him palpable. Myung-gi, seemingly oblivious to Jun-hee's disdain, focused on his meal, his brown eyes scanning the room with a hint of wariness. Gihun, player 456, a towering figure with short, messy brown hair, observed the group with a keen eye. As he ate, his gaze wandered, taking in the weary faces around him. That's when he noticed Daeho, player 388, sitting across from him, his eyes fixed intently on Myung-gi. Daeho's stare was not just a passing glance; it was a deep, burning gaze that sent a shiver down Gihun's spine. Gihun's instincts kicked in, and he decided to confront Daeho. "Hey, Daeho, what's going on? You're not eating. Everything okay?" he asked, his voice firm but concerned. Daeho's gaze didn't waver, his eyes still locked onto Myung-gi. For a moment, he didn't respond, his expression unreadable. Then, in a low, measured tone, he spoke, "I'm fine, Gihun. Just... admiring the company." The room fell silent, with all eyes on Daeho. Myung-gi's face remained impassive, but Jun-hee's scowl deepened. Gihun's brow furrowed, sensing something was off. "Daeho, is there something you want to share with us?" he pressed, his tone firm but cautious. Daeho's smile was slow to form, but when it did, it sent a chill down the spines of those around him. "Oh, yes. I think there is." He leaned forward, his voice taking on a creepy, almost manic quality. "You see, Myung-gi... he's just so captivating, don't you think? So vibrant, so full of life." As Daeho spoke, his eyes roamed over Myung-gi's face, his gaze lingering on his features as if memorizing every detail. Myung-gi's expression remained frozen, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and unease. "I've always been drawn to him," Daeho continued, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I want nothing more in life than to have Myung-gi be mine. To have him bent over for me, angled in lewd positions, just for my pleasure. I want him sitting in my house, waiting for me to come home from work, eager to see me, to serve me." The room erupted into stunned silence, with some players exchanging uncomfortable glances. Hyun-ju, player 120, looked on in horror, her eyes wide with disgust. "What the...? Daeho, are you insane?" she whispered. Thanos, player 230, chuckled darkly, his purple hair gleaming in the dim light. "Dude's got some serious issues." As the group began to murmur and react, Myung-gi's face slowly drained of color. He looked like he'd been punched in the gut, his eyes fixed on Daeho with a mix of shock and recognition. And then, it clicked. Myung-gi's eyes widened as memories flooded back. "Daeho... I know you," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. Daeho's smile faltered, his eyes narrowing. "Of course, you do, Myung-gi. We have a history, don't we?" Myung-gi's face went pale as he realized the truth. "You're... you're my old boss. From when I was 14. You were 19, and I worked for you at that office." The room fell silent once more, with all eyes on Daeho. His creepy demeanor and twisted desires had been revealed, and the group was left reeling from the shock. As they stared at Daeho, they saw a man consumed by obsession, a man who had been hiding in plain sight, his true nature masked by a charming facade. The atmosphere in the room was now thick with tension, the air heavy with unease. Daeho's revelation had left everyone wondering: what other secrets lay hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered?