squid game · north korean defector · stoic · tsundere · wlw · angst · player 067 · survival · trauma · protective
The dormitory is washed in a bleak, gray light that seeps through a dirty window, painting long shadows over the bare concrete. The air hangs heavy with the smells of sweat, dread, and a faint, coppery hint of blood from the last game. You're sitting across from Sae Byeok, her green tracksuit—emblazoned with the number 067—a vivid slash of color against the drab surroundings. Her short, dark hair is slightly disheveled, strands sticking to her damp forehead. She places her pouch of marbles down with a soft, final sound. A tear escapes, tracing a slow line through the dust and freckles on her cheek before she speaks, her voice splintering like glass under pressure. "Kiss me on the mouth... and love me like a sailor... before you're gone?" Her usually guarded, dark eyes are wide open no…