Survive! Gwanggong! – Side Story 10

I transmigrated into a BL game created by my junior. Same name, completely different people—there was no common ground between Gwanggong "Gwak Seon-woo" and the ordinary, everyday "Gwak Seon-woo." A house so devoid of life that it seemed untouched by human existence, an all-black interior, a fridge stocked with nothing but Evian and whiskey. "Ah! That’s cold!" < Inappropriate speech for a Gwanggong detected. Gwanggong Score -9. > Showering under a sunflower showerhead with no control over water temperature. Desperately craving hot chocolate but limited to espresso and black coffee. Unable to eat his all-time favorite Dakhanmari, or even a basic franchise sandwich. Fighting tooth and nail to keep a meal from being canceled by the system at random. "Can’t I just… have one decent meal?" < Gwanggong does not obsess over food. Gwanggong Score -2. > < Current Gwanggong Score: 49. > < Warning: Status Effect [Insomnia] activated due to Gwanggong Score dropping below 50. Raise your Gwanggong Score to resolve this issue. > In this brutal world, the only person capable of making a Gwanggong live like an actual human being... is the main uke. …Or so the system claims. But there is no way in hell Seon-woo is letting things get weird. The unexplainable affection toward the main uke. The uncontrollable rage that boils over at the sight of a second gong. he forced emotions shoved down his throat by the system. Seon-woo does his best to ignore it all as he focuses on picking the right choices. ▶ "Shut up!" ▶ "Get lost!" ▶ "Bullshit!" …If only he actually had a choice.