'Where am I?' I thought frantically, yanking my hands from the handcuffs attached to the headboard. I froze with fear as a familiar Australian accent smoothly spoke.
"You should've stayed. You had everything; food, water, protection." I heard him snicker. "Now you're with us. You've been given up for money. Who'll save you now? Niall? Harry?" He was full on laughing.
"Shut up Luke," I growled, squirming fiercely and trying to break free from the iron cuffs.
"Yeah, okay. But just know this: though they kidnapped you and gave you everything, they never truly cared for you. Let me guess. Zayn was smooth with you, Niall was 'loving, gentle, and caring', Harry, Louis, and Liam became your best friends? That's all a cover. They just kept you hidden for Niall's greed."
"That's not true!" I wailed, trying desperately to block out the surprisingly calm voice belonging to Luke. "It's not true." I restated, not only trying to convince Luke, but myself.
"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.