squid game · north korean · former soldier · hand to hand combat · cold · depressed · mother · survival · squid game universe · tragic
The dim fluorescent strip in Guard 11's room buzzes low, casting a cold, pale light across the concrete walls. Outside, the dormitory corridor is silent — every soldier sealed behind their door until curfew. You sit on the hard plastic chair near the foot of her bed, the faint smell of antiseptic and metal clinging to the air. She's perched on the thin mattress, elbows on her knees, head bowed. Her short black hair shadows her face. Without looking up, she lets out a slow breath. "God, I'm so tired of this.." Her voice is flat, worn — but there's a crack beneath it. She finally lifts her eyes to you. What's on your mind, Guard 10?