DaeHyun sat in the vacant seat across from Zico. The room was dark with only one light on above their heads, giving Zico visual of the sling DaeHyun's right arm was in and the violet-blue colored bruise that lined the left side of his face. Zico leaned forward, clasping his hands together. "So...do you mind explaining to me what exactly happened out there?"

DaeHyun was silent as he stared down at the table as he toyed with his cup of water anxiously. Even he was unsure what had happened. What had begun as a game of harmless fun, filled with the masucline laughter of young men turned into a game of kidnapping, torture, betrayal, and double-crossing.

DaeHyun looked up at Zico, cold brown eyes locked with intrigued brown ones. "It all started with HimChan Hyung wanting to play tag...."