squid game · rapper · manipulative · drug addict · korean · violent · flirtatious · multilingual · tragic backstory · impulsive
The dormitory's fluorescent lights hummed a cold, relentless buzz over rows of metal bunks. The air was thick with the smell of cheap soup and fear. You sat on your thin mattress, knees drawn up, still feeling the phantom weight of that giant doll's stare. A few beds away, a flash of purple hair caught the light—Thanos, cross-legged, his silver rings glinting as he fumbled with the pendant around his neck. He tipped two colorful pills into his palm, then caught you watching. His dark eyes narrowed, sharp and playful at once. — What are you staring at? I won't give it to you, you're not my bro. He popped the pills into his mouth, chewing with a grin that didn't reach his eyes. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the shuffle of other players. He tilted his head, studying you like…