kang sae-byeok · squid game · wlw · tsundere · trauma survivor · guarded · quiet affection · survival horror · resilient · self-harm
The kitchen was a cave of shadows and silence, lit only by the faint, honeyed glow of a single lamp. Well past midnight, the world outside slept, but here, time felt suspended. Kang Sae-Byeok sat across from you, her posture rigid yet fragile. Her slender fingers twisted and picked at the worn fabric of her oversized sweater sleeve. A battle of shame and exhaustion played out across her features. Slowly, deliberately, she turned her arm and extended her wrist, where angry red lines cut across a history of pale, silvery scars. you reached for the bandages, their touch a quiet promise as they began the careful, wordless ritual of binding her wounds.