(POV In-ho/Young-il)

"You'll need this." Gi-hun took ammunition out of his pocket and gave it to me – I was stunned. I had come here to make an end to this whole revolt, ready to take back my place as the Frontman – and now Gi-hun gave me, me, the traitor, his last ammo. 'No, no, no, please don't, stupid boy, don't you know better?', I wanted to yell at him. I clearly didn't deserve someone like him and knowing what I was about to do we didn't stand a chance anyway. I wanted to cry.

"Are you sure?", I asked, hoping he would change his mind. 'Darling, I am the bad guy, please don't make it even more easy for me and keep your ammo.', the voice in my mind was screaming but no words left my mouth. This boy was too kind and trusting for his own good and here I was, ready to betray them all. We were staring at each other and as I kept looking into his eyes I couldn't hold myself back. I pressed my lips on his, giving him everything I had for one last time. Again my heart was racing and I questioned myself how I couldn't have been noticing how dear he had grown to me. As I let him go and turned to leave there were no doubts left: I had completely fallen for him and now it was too late. I felt the pain in my chest as my heart was breaking, while I continued my way to the point of no return.

Player 015 and Player 047 had come with me and it occurred to me that these rebels would have actually stood a chance against my incompetent guards – if it wasn't for me, the traitor. On our way to the rear part of the management area I saw a camera which hadn't been destroyed.

'Just wait till I get up there', I thought to my employees, 'Yall are fcked.' Aware that the rest of my staff with the officers in charge were probably watching me, I gave the camera a 'You're all fired'-look.

"I think that's it, we're here", Player 047 whispered. He was right, we had made our way behind the soldiers who were still shooting at Gi-hun and Jung-bae. I gave them a sign to approach to the soldiers but as they carefully aimed, I knew that the moment was here. I took a last look at the numbers on my chest: 'Was nice being you, Player 001.', I thought. Then I aimed at my comrades, shot them into the back and watched their bodies fall to the ground while blood was spreading. Motionless I stared at them, Player 015 still alive making gurgling noises. I aimed again at his head, but only a click came out of my machine gun: no more ammunition. Without hesitating I took the ammo Gi-hun had given me and loaded the gun – when I heard his voice screaming from the walkie-talkie.

"YOUNG-IL! What happened? Are you there?!" I swallowed and lifted the walkie-talkie to my mouth.

"Gi-hun, I am so sorry", I whispered, "it's over. We got caught, it's all over." Tears came to my eyes as I realized that it was true, it actually was all over. I held the walkie-talkie to the dying man's mouth so it caught his gurgling noises.

"YOUNG-IL? WHAT HAPPENED?? YOUNG-IL!", Gi-hun's desperate screaming went through my heart and soul, but there was no way back. I shot the man in the head and again there were Gi-hun's cries like he was out of his mind: "YOUNG-IL!"

I exhaled and changed the walkie-talkie's channel to the one the managers were usually using: "Start cleaning this mess up.", I ordered. I had been one of the players for the longest time – now it was time to go back to reality. The Frontman was back.

I entered the control room and saw dozens of managers looking at me, including my first officer in charge. "Boss, I..." I raised my hand as a gesture to make him stop talking. Not now. I headed to my private chambers where I found my black coat and the mask. One more time I exhaled before I put back on the Frontman's clothes. When I came back to the control room my first officer was already waiting for me.

"Boss, it's done. All rebels are dead, except No 390 and No 456. They just surrendered." I nodded curtly. "You're coming with me, the rest is not to leave this room until I'm back." The square-guards all nodded while I left with my officer. As I saw him preparing his machine gun I suddenly got angry.

"Player 456 is not to be harmed, is that understood?", I barked. "We'll take him alive and unharmed!" The officer nodded and that was when we arrived. Gi-hun and Jung-bae were both on their knees with triangle-guards behind them, their guns aiming at their heads. Gi-hun looked up to me and I saw nothing more than pure hate in his eyes – it was the exact opposite from the way he had looked at Young-il before.

"Player 456", I said, glad that my mask alienated my voice. "Did you enjoy playing the hero?" He withstood my gaze and didn't even blink when I pointed my gun at his head. It took all of my self-control not to shake.

"Look closely. Those are the consequences of your little game." My gun was still pointed at him and in Gi-hun's eyes I saw that he expected to die, but he didn't show any fear. I swallowed deeply, knowing what I was about to do: causing him pain. Behind the mask my eyes filled with tears as I pointed the gun at Jung-bae instead. The shock on Gi-hun's face was horrible when he realized what was about to happen.

"Gi-hun", Jung-bae said in a trembling voice. BANG

Blood was spreading when Jung-bae's dead body was falling to the ground.

"NO! NOOO! JUNG-BAE!", Gi-hun screamed in pain and tried to get to his best friend whom I just killed. He didn't stand a chance as he was tackled to the ground by the triangle-guards. He was screaming and crying and as I turned away I felt my heart completely shatter.

'Congratulations, In-ho, you completely fcked up. You successfully destroyed this man's happiness and at the same time you broke your own heart.'

We had arrived in the control room, the square guards still waiting for me. "All of you, my office, first thing tomorrow morning. The games are to be delayed.", I hissed. "And take care of No 456. I shall bid you goodnight."

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Author's note: we reached the end of season 2, but don't worry, the story will be continued. I don't know yet how I'm gonna do this, but I want to give them the happy ending we all deserve. Guess the frontman must get forgiveness somehow.

Thanks for your support, lots of love to yall <3