We all have problems right? Maybe some people deal with depression, or anxiety, or anorexia, or bulimia, but me? I have to live with my problem that I hate the most. My problem, is never being able to find true love. Okay, yes, I admit it. I'm practically addicted to finding someone I love and they truly love me back. But is that too much to ask for? For someone to love you with their heart, and not their eyes? Well, I'm now 15 years old. Never had a boyfriend. Never been on a date. Never had a first kiss, except for one when I was a little girl, but I don't count that obviously. Yes, it's true I do have depression, bulimia, cutting issues, and suicidal problems. But this isn't gonna be the typical story that normally revolves around those problems. This, is the story of how waiting for my true love for years eventually paid off.
"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.