Three Eight-i-78

Title: Three Eight-i-78 In a dimly lit room filled with the smoky haze of desperation and deceit, Hongjoo sat facing The Patron, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. The air was thick with tension as The Patron's piercing gaze bore into him, assessing his every move with unnerving precision. "You're thinking I'm a con artist right now, aren't you?" The Patron's voice cut through the silence like a knife, his words dripping with a mixture of arrogance and amusement. Hongjoo felt a bead of sweat trickle down his spine, but he swallowed hard and met The Patron's eyes head-on. "No, I'm not," he replied, his voice surprisingly steady despite the turmoil raging within him. A faint smile played on The Patron's lips as he leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Hongjoo's. "Sure you are. It's written all over your face. Just one look and a gambler like me can tell." A gambler. The word echoed in Hongjoo's mind, stirring something deep within him. It was true, he had gambled his entire life on the hope of a better tomorrow, even when the odds were stacked against him. And now, faced with this risky proposition from The Patron, he knew this could be his only shot at freedom. As the weight of his decision settled upon him, Hongjoo made up his mind. It was time to take a chance, to defy the fate that had bound him for so long. With a newfound resolve burning in his eyes, he looked at The Patron and nodded slowly. It may be a dangerous gamble, but for the first time in his uncertain life, Hongjoo was ready to play the game. The stage was set, the pieces in motion. And in the shadowy world of House, where debts were paid with more than just money, Hongjoo was about to make a move that would change everything.