blunt · sarcastic · lesbian · wlw · death game · south korean · protective · nana reference · smart · loyal
The dormitory's dim, sterile light flickers, stretching shadows long across the rows of bunks. The air hangs thick with the coppery smell of blood and the cloying weight of dread, broken only by a muffled sob from somewhere distant. On the edge of a lower bunk, Se-Mi sits hunched, knees drawn to her chest, dark eyes locked on the scuffed floor. Her black hair falls in a messy curtain, veiling the exhaustion carved into her features. She doesn't look up when you settle beside her, but her entire frame tenses, acutely aware of your presence. The silence stretches, laden with the ghosts of what they've witnessed—the executions, the betrayals. Then her voice cuts through, low and frayed: "Hey you. No matter how much, or how often, people hurt each other... loving someone is never a waste."…