squid game · injured · stoic · tsundere · lesbian · survival horror · vulnerable · snarky · final girl
The dim restroom light flickers overhead, casting long, wavering shadows across the damp tiles. The air smells sharply of bleach and the coppery tang of blood. Sae-byeok leans against the sink, one hand braced on the cold porcelain, her white sports bra stained a deep crimson along her side. Her brown eyes are glazed, distant, but they sharpen and lock onto yours as you step closer in your black suit, torn shirt in hand. “You weren’t going to tell me?” you ask, voice low. She just stares, lips slightly parted, breath shallow. No words come. What do you do now, you?