It was just another day. A beautiful day, like other....
But for Nagisa it was supposed to be the final one. Or at least... That's what she thought.
/!\ WARNING: This story is not for the weak of hearts. This story is going to be dark, exploring the darkest sides of the human being, as well as the worst sides of humanity. There is no garantee for a happy ending, and although it will have it's funny/fluff moments, this will mainly be angst.
Including but not limited to: Depression, insanity, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy coping mechanisms, extremely unhealthy relationships, possessive behavior, psychopathy, overprotective behavior, possible genocide, Self-harm, and more. I suggest you prepare yourself for the things I am about to write, and you about to read. /!\
With that said, I hope you enjoy the story, that all started with a suicidal note.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.