I knew this kid when I was in the circus. Everytime we came to his town, he'd give me flowers and ask for my hand in marriage.
I'm afraid I'll never see him again. If I did, I'd never know.
Disclaimer: (because it is way too much work to write this in every chappy, and also illogical because what anime creator writes fan- fics for their own anime if they thinks it is already perfect. But anyway) I don't own Young Justice, the pics, the vids or any, and I mean any, drawings/ web art (from anything) in this fan-fic. (I don't even own the OC drawings.)
Warnings⚠⚠⚠???⚠⚠⚠???:
THERE WILL BE YAOI
THERE WILL BE CURSING, CUSSING ,BAD-WORDS WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT TO CALL THEM. THEY WILL BE PRESENT.
TO BE FRANK I LIKE SMUT SO YEAH ITS GONNA SHOW UP. IF YOU NO LIKEY, I DON'T GIVE TWO FUCKYS. I WARNED YOU SO... YEAH.
(SMUT IS ... WELL ...DAMN IF YOU DON'T KNOW YOU ARE SOMEWHAT INNOCENT, BUT, WELL, YOUR ON WATTPAD. I MAY AS WELL BE THE ONE TO TELL YOU...SEX SCENES. THEY ARE SEX SCENES. AND I'M SORRY IF I HAVE RUINED YOUR CHILDHOOD, BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO?)
"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.