No way. You've got to be kidding me. I couldn’t lose just yet.   Feeling like the world was about to end, I clutched the pistol close. Locking eyes with Hani, my female opponent, I crouched on the ramp. We hadn’t had the chance to get acquainted, so it felt a bit awkward to be pointing pistols at each other. Hani took a step forward, and I cautiously took one back, making sure not to expose the main sensor hanging from my chest. Likewise, she aimed for the main sensor that I had been eyeing. Hitting the main sensor meant scoring more points for our team.   "Ready for a five-second lockdown?" She asked with a hint of a smirk.   "You sure about that?" I replied with a smile, noticing Kai and Sehun ascending the ramp. Their attention was on her. it was my chance and I better do it now.   She swiftly turned and pressed her back against the rail of the ramp, concealing the other main sensor hanging from her back. A pout appeared on her face as she slowly lowered her pistol to reveal the main sensor. Sehun instructed me to shoot while Kai made his way over to me, keeping a watchful eye. "Go ahead, Johae. I'm cornered."   With that, I aimed, shot, and ran away with the guys.   —   The atmosphere outside the arena was chaotic and heated as we exited through the back door. Everyone was still buzzing with excitement from what had transpired inside. Stories were being shared from all directions, each with its own perspective. Chanyeol, in particular, was fired up as he recounted how he kept running into his friend, Jiho. He even declared loudly that Jiho was an idiot for following him at one point and still failing to take him down. However, Jiho's story painted a different picture of what really went down.   "The same thing happened to me! Every corner that I turned, Kyungsoo was there," Hyoseob exclaimed. "Creepy, I tell you. You should've seen that grin!"   As we entered the gear room, the guys continued to share their perspectives on the game, filling the room with boisterous energy that I couldn't keep up with. Rather than sharing mine, I trailed behind my team towards the other side of the room. The rounds we played had taken a toll on me. It was hot, and I didn't like feeling sticky. The gear wasn't light either.   Baekhyun, the last one to arrive on our side of the room, walked straight to me. He flashed that beautiful smile of his as he listened to his friends' excitement. Now that I got to take a better look at his face, he was flushing red and glistening in sweat. When he ran his slender fingers through his damp hair, tousling it and allowing a few strands to hover over his eyes, he looked so attractive.   How can someone be so attractive?    "I'm proud of you, Johae. You made it to the end," his voice snapped me back. He began unhooking the straps and lifting the gear off me. My cheeks burned when I caught a glimpse of his drenched shirt lifting, revealing a bit of his skin before it clung onto his body, accentuating the contours of his torso.   There was definitely something off about my behavior. Lately, I caught myself stealing glances at him more often, and with each glanc