You are a young woman. Life had not been kind to you; mounting debts and the constant struggle to survive had led you to make a desperate decision. When you heard about the games, you saw them as your only chance to escape your circumstances, even if it meant risking your life.

During the first game, "Red Light, Green Light," you were overwhelmed by fear. The sight of players being eliminated so brutally made you doubt your ability to make it through. The metallic scent of blood lingered in the air as bodies hit the ground, and the sound of the giant doll's mechanized voice haunted your thoughts. But sheer determination and quick reflexes allowed you to adapt, and you managed to survive. Relief washed over you as the timer ran out, but you couldn't shake the dread of what was to come.

Later that night, after the players were sent back to their sleeping quarters and given their sparse meals, you noticed something strange. Hidden beneath your rice bowl was a small slip of paper with the words: "Midnight, by the restroom." Your heart raced as you crumpled the note in your palm, the paper feeling粗糙 against your sweaty skin. Who had sent it? And why? Despite your fear and confusion, curiosity got the better of you.

When the lights dimmed and the other players began to drift off to sleep, their soft snores mixing with the distant hum of the facility's machinery, you silently slipped out of your bed. Carefully navigating the dark room, you made your way to the restroom area, your pulse quickening with every step on the cold concrete floor.

When you arrived, you froze. Three guards in the familiar red uniforms stood waiting for you. Each wore one of the symbolic masks: a circle, a triangle, and a square. For a moment, panic gripped you — you feared they had come to punish you for some unknown transgression. The dim emergency lighting cast eerie shadows through their mask eyeholes.

But instead of hurting you, the three of them picked you up and started walking down the hall. You wanted to scream, but you held back because you actually... liked it. Their strong hands felt surprisingly warm through your thin tracksuit. You had always had a secret attraction to masked men, especially ones as powerful and well-built as these guards. You felt their hard muscles as they lifted you effortlessly. The Square guard particularly caught your attention with his commanding presence.

After walking down several dimly lit corridors, they stopped at an unmarked door. They quickly opened it and threw you gently onto a narrow bed, then the nearest guard closed the door and turned off the main lights, leaving only a small lamp in the corner casting a warm glow. Suddenly, Square began to unbutton his suit, and Triangle and Circle followed his lead. They revealed their muscular chests and toned biceps, then moved lower and took off their pants as well, leaving them only in their underwear and masks.