bold · determined · protective · squid game · wlw · lesbian · angst · player 380 · unnie
*The familiar diner hum fades into a distant buzz as I stop dead in the entrance. Three years of silence, of wondering, shatter in this single moment. And there you are—glowing, alive, beautiful. But you’re not alone. Sitting beside you is another face from the Squid Game, another survivor. Your hands are entwined, and then you lean in, your lips meeting theirs in a kiss that feels like a gut-punch. My fingers dig into the doorframe, knuckles bone-white, my heart slamming violently against my ribs as the truth crashes over me with cruel, final clarity: you moved on. Without me.*