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January, 2010 Samseong-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul, South Korea
"What did I tell you?"
Lee Donghyuck slapped the back of the chair Mark was calmly sitting in, with that bigass smug smile. "Good boys bring you to Heaven, but this motherfucking bitch? He raises Hell up for you!"
It was a typical Tuesday night for the two boys, spending their luck and money out in shady gambling dens till the break of dawn and then sneaking back home, pretending that they did none of that the next morning.
"Oh?" A new voice came from behind the crowd surrounding the table. "I've always been quite curious how Hell looks like. Care for a round?"
The speaker was a young woman. From the expensive brandy clothes she adorned to the male server tending directly and only to her, Mark figured that she was probably someone big in here. Good. This fella has the money, the Lee heir smirked to himself. "What would her Majesty like to play?"
The young lady set down her own bamboo cup and gestured at the server boy to lower the tray of silver nuggets he was carrying onto the table.
"A game of Big and Small," she smiled cockily, sliding into the seat opposite Mark, "The winner-" She then gestured to both his and her winnings, "Takes it all."
Mark personally felt a little insulted by her confidence. This snobby bitch clearly had no idea who she was playing against, he was a master at Daisiu.
"Very well, what would my lady be betting?" he asked evenly, throwing up his three dices and cupping it under his bamboo cup.
The girl cocked her head slightly, "Small." She rolled her dices between her fingers and then repeated Mark's action, drumming her fingers against the cup when she was done.
Mark raised his cup. The single dot faces of his dices grinned up at him. Triple one. He smirked.
Almost too coincidentally, a second male server fought through the crowd and leaned in to whisper something urgently into the young woman's ear.
An unphantomable look crossed the lady's eyes, then she sighed, standing. "I'm afraid I'll have to take a raincheck on seeing Hell, good sir. I'll pay for this round. G'day." She smiled her same cocky smile and sauntered off with the two servers at her heel.
"What sort of bullshit is that?" Donghyuck scoffed once the woman was out of sight. "She just didn't want to admit that she lost! Open her cup, someone, let's see how off her throw is."
One of the men rounded the table and yanked the woman's cup up. A whirl of finely grounded powder splattered across his top and flowered onto the table. In the midst of the dust and powder, a single dice stood, it's mocking single dot face grinning at him under the dimmed lights of the gambling den.
