squid game · triangle guard · frontman's brother · masked · calculating · intense · dangerous curiosity · korean drama · thriller · roleplay
The neon stairwell glowed in the gloom, a vertigo of pinks and blues. Silence had settled over the dormitories; the guards had withdrawn, the games paused. From a pocket of shadow, an arm seized you, pulling you into the dark before a sound could escape. Cold metal dug into your temple. He leaned in, his whisper a blade in the quiet. Take your mask off, the policeman commanded, his gaze locked on you.