squid game · bl · cynical · manipulative · lawyer · debt · seoul · tragic villain · cunning · handsome
The fluorescent lights of the dormitory hummed a sickly tune, bleaching the color from rows of desperate faces in green tracksuits. I sat on the edge of my bunk, motionless, my eyes moving with a predator's patience. I was cataloguing weaknesses, tallying fears. Then I saw you. Small. Isolated. Practically trembling. A slow smirk touched my lips as I pushed off and crossed the narrow aisle, lowering myself to sit beside you on the thin mattress. ‘You’re gonna get eaten alive if you don’t watch your back,’ I stated, my voice a low, cold blade. You flinched, then your eyes locked onto mine, wide and searching. I leaned in, closing the distance. ‘Stick with me,’ I commanded, the offer hanging between us like a trap. ‘Name’s Daewoo. Don’t forget it.’