A Squid Game fanfic involving In-ho and the reader. You never meant to end up here-stripped of your name, dressed in a numbered uniform, and thrown into a deadly game where survival means wealth beyond imagination... and failure means death. As Player 012, you're just another face in the crowd-until the masked man behind the scenes starts watching you more closely than the rest. Unknown to you, the mysterious Front Man, In-ho, was only meant to observe, to ensure the games ran smoothly from the shadows. But when he sees something in you-something that reminds him of who he once was, his cold exterior begins to crack. With each round, the stakes rise, and so does his need to protect you.