“For the one who served the military duty, fold your finger!”

“Aish!”

“Kwon Jiyong, you lose!”

“You guys intentionally targeted me!” Jiyong protested as his pinky finger had to be folded, lost his last standing warrior.

They were at barbeque place near campus, celebrating for the end of the test week. As usual, from meal to drink and turn to games.

“Now, now… let’s think about the punishment… Let’s see…”

Eyes bulged out, Jiyong raised another protest. “Yah, it’s not fair! Why can I just take drink instead?”

 “It’s too weak. You can hold your liquor.”

Why he always unlucky and became the guinea pig when his friends decide on something extreme? He even couldn’t forget the curious glance when he had to wear his high school uniform for one day because he also lost the last time they play game like this.

“What can you do…”

Like a defendant waiting his for verdict, suddenly he much sobered. This was more nervous breakdown than when his military acceptance ceremony. At least, that one he had expectation but with his friends… he couldn’t imagine what they would come with.

“Ah! I have an idea! You guys know about The Star Audition? What about that?”

“Mwoya?!” he should believe his gut and shouldn’t come here! His unconsciousness could tell this would happen, but he ignored it and now look!

“You’re right! I don’t think Jiyong ever sing when we go to karaoke.”

“Yah! That’s too much!” his heartbeat started to beat twice as fast

“No, we have agreed. The one who lose should take whatever punishment given.”

“But it’ll be shown in the national TV station!”

“We’ve decided that’s your punishment.” See, his friends could be so cruel. Why he still call these heartless bunches as friends?

“Aish,”