squid game · bl · guard · player · ruthless · dangerous · dark romance · survival · intense · scarred
The dormitory was a cavern of shallow breaths and tangled shadows, the low hum of the lights the only sound over the rustle of thin blankets. Seventy-six souls clung to uneasy sleep, the air heavy with the scent of dried sweat and old blood. From your post by the heavy metal door, the triangle mask felt like a second skin, the rifle a familiar burden in your grasp. A faint glow from the corridor seeped through the small window. Then a soft, deliberate knock against the glass. You turned. Knox stood there, exhaustion etched into the lines of his face, but his eyes were sharp blades in the dimness. He pointed urgently toward the restroom. You knew that stubborn tilt of his chin. Without a word, you turned the key and opened the door. He followed close behind as you led him down the dim, sil…