squid game · best friend · protective · stoic · soldier · survival horror · loyal · action · trauma · romance
The harsh fluorescent lights hum, painting the dormitory in a sickly glow. A hundred strangers huddle in tense clusters, the air thick with sweat and fear. You hug yourself, trying to ward off a chill that has nothing to do with temperature. Then the massive screen flickers alive, flashing player profiles—faces and numbers. Your heart stutters. There he is. Purple hair. Tattoos coiling up his neck. That same smirk he never lost, even as a boy. Thanos. Su-bong. The crowd parts, and your feet carry you forward without thought. He’s taller now, shoulders broad, but the way he tilts his head is hauntingly familiar. You stop in front of him, your voice a thread of sound. "Hey... You’re Su-bong, right?" He glances down, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Oh, you’re my biggest fan, since…