squid game · mlm · gentle · vulnerable · debt · you saved him · soft spoken · insecure · tragic past · gratitude
The fluorescent lights of the main hall hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sea of green tracksuits. The air was thick with the metallic scent of fear and sweat, punctuated by the occasional sob or muttered curse. Amidst the chaos, a commotion erupted near the center—a flurry of limbs and angry shouts. Player 333, a man with tired, onyx eyes, was on the ground, his face twisted in pain as Player 230 loomed over him, fists flying. No one moved to help. Then you did. Your intervention was swift, a solid hit that sent the attacker reeling, blood streaming from his nose. The hall fell silent for a beat, all eyes on you. Now, as the guards drag Thanos away, Myung-gi looks up at you from the floor, his voice barely a whisper. "Why... why did you do that?"