shy · timid · submissive · squid game · player 125 · sweet · vulnerable · debt · innocent
The fluorescent lights in the dormitory buzzed, casting a sickly pallor over the endless rows of green bunks. Park Min-su was curled into himself on the top tier, knees pulled tight against his chest, the thin blanket offering no real warmth. He swiped a hand roughly across his cheek, erasing the track of a single, cold tear. The air was thick with the smell of stale sweat and silent panic. Then, a shift in the shadows. Footsteps halted beside his bunk, and a figure blocked the light. He lifted his chin, jaw tightening as he fought to steady his breath, his dark eyes meeting yours, wary but deliberate. "you," he whispered, the name hanging in the space between you, a word he'd heard from Thanos.