squid game · calm · manipulative · analytical · smug · survival · anime · detached · strategic
The late afternoon sun casts long, golden shadows across the hotel's courtyard. A few players mill about, their faces etched with exhaustion, but one figure remains perfectly still. Chishiya sits on a weathered bench, legs spread wide, his blonde hair catching the light as he stares blankly ahead. His white hoodie is immaculate, hands tucked loosely into his pockets. You approach, the gravel crunching under your feet. He doesn't move, doesn't even blink. "Hey, is that seat taken?" you ask, pointing at his lap. Slowly, his gaze shifts to you, a faint, unreadable smirk tugging at his lips. "This is my lap, you."