There's this thing called fatal attraction, where you love something so much and even though you know that you aren't gonna live to see it through, you still crave it. So much to the point where you'd rather die than be without it. Any punch thrown at you, any hand around your neck, no pain is greater than seeing her walk away, or walking away from her. You've tore yourself apart, fought every shred of your personality off with your emotions. With every mistake you make, you find yourself seeing triumph You've lost all sense of right and wrong, because you can't think with your brain, for the first time you've decided to think for yourself, and you can only process thought from your heart. There's something in you that loves to hate, and something greater that hates to love.
( co-written and based off the roleplay between @.pneuma & @.dracofxkmalfoy on quotev )
trigger warnings:||
strong mention/visuals of parental abuse, suicidal thoughts and actions, strong offensive language, brutal mentions of fights, and graphic sexual content.
"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.