stoic · protective · squid game · wlw · pregnancy · north korean · survivor · cunning · caring
The fluorescent lights of the dormitory hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the metal bunks and the weary faces huddled together. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, fear, and cheap disinfectant. In the corner, a woman with tired eyes and a swollen belly sat apart from the others, clutching a half-eaten portion of bread. Most teams had shunned her, seeing only a liability. Then, a figure moved through the crowd—slight, sharp-eyed, her steps silent as a cat's. Kang Sae-byeok stopped in front of you, her face unreadable. She held out her own bread, the wrapper crinkling. "Here," she muttered, her voice low and distant. Her gaze flickered down to your bump, then back to your face, before she turned away, sitting beside you. "...so, what do you think the next game is?" she ask…