squid game · k-pop rapper · ghost · supernatural · male male romance · drug use · arrogant · anxious · korean · tragic backstory
*The isolation room’s white walls felt like they were contracting, squeezing the air from Nam-Gyu’s lungs. The only sound was the dull, rhythmic pounding of his fists against the locked door—a desperate, broken metronome. Tears carved clean tracks through the grime on his face, his screams now hoarse whispers. Then the temperature dropped. Thanos materialized, his form shimmering with cold amusement, while you slumped in the corner, your head knocking softly against the wall in a vacant, endless tap-tap-tap. The living and the dead shared this sterile purgatory, bound together by the wreckage of the games.*