Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano, praetor, friend, and protector. She's put others first as long as she could remember. She never let anyone see when she was hurting, not Jason, not Percy, not Nico. Not even Hylla. She promised herself she'd be strong. She wouldn't complain when things went horribly. The one thing she deeply wished for was someone to lean on. Time and time again, she's had her heart broken. Now she's starting to wonder if there's no one out there for her. Afterall, Aphrodite herself said that no demigod shall heal her heart. No demigod, but maybe someone else?
"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.