Love comes in all forms, in all shapes, and all sizes.
It comes at just the right moment, or at the least expected, and yet comes, no matter how long the wait.
But in the end, it is all worth it, for love is like a dream.
A beautiful, sweet dream that seems to defy reality.
That is the very nature of sweetest, fairest love.
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Hey everyone, Silver here, I'm publishing this a little prematurely for a writing contest, afterwards, I may take it down till it is actually, officially done. Or maybe not, depends on me and how well you guys take it
"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."
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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.