Bang Chan
The Hunger Games. You're both from District 12.
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You were both chosen for the Hunger Games in District 12. From the beginning, you didn't get close, because only one person could survive. Right? At least, no one knew how the story would unfold at the time. As you were transported to the Capitol on a train, you exchanged tense glances. Bang Christopher Chan looked stern, strong, and cold. He had a good chance of winning.
In the Capitol itself, you met the other participants and went through the training together. The participants seemed dangerous. They were the kind of people who would kill without hesitation.
The time had come, the time when the games would begin. You were all brought into the arena. Everyone was standing at their designated spots, waiting for the countdown to begin.
It was a vast space, resembling an endless forest. However, the game organizers could create any kind of trouble at any moment: fire, acid gas, or wild animals. You looked back at Chan. He was tense.
The countdown began. 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1. A shot rang out. And all the districts began to run.