𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄;
機会
➤【 yandere squid games x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, an ex-military girl finds herself in such debt that she thinks she has to compete in deadly games for money, unknowingly compromising the entire system when those in...
AS PLAYERS LINED UP WITH THEIR teams, they were led out to another game arena where circle-masked guards stood directly in front of them with number slots that specified which team was which.
(Y/n)'s team was number four.
But the numbers didn't concern the players since all were looking at the two, separate yellow platforms with what looked like a guillotine hanging directly in the space between them.
"I would now like to welcome you all to the third game," Square 002 said as he stepped forward. "Today's game is Tug-of-War. In order to win, you must pull the rope towards your platform in an attempt to drop your opponents down below. Now, I will draw numbers to decide which two teams will play first. Everyone, please sit down. First, the team that will play on the left tower."
The circle-masked guard slipped his hand in the box in front of him and pulled out a ball with the number one.
"Team One," Square 002 announced. "Team One, please stand up. And now, the team that will play on the right tower."
The other circle-masked guard pulled out a ball with the number seven.
"Team Seven, please stand up."
When Team Seven stood up, there was clear fear and hesitance as the players looked at the some girls on their team and then to Team One who was made up of all men. Deok-su stood at the front, and when the man at the front of Team One met his eyes, he faltered from the smirk that painted his lips, instantly knowing that he would die that round.
"Teams One and Seven will be the first teams to play," Square 002 continued. "Will both teams please go to your towers."
As he said this, two triangle-masked guards—Triangle 002 being the one to lead Team One to the left tower—walked them along the walkway towards an elevator that led them up to the platforms, a rope now draped through the guillotine to reach both sides. Other circle-masked guards locked them to the ropes with handcuffs so they could not run, standing by with two other triangle-masked men standing guard with guns at the elevator doors.
