He's different. The world has never been kind to him, and he could never figure out what he did to deserve the pain. Born in the spotlight, but left in the shadows, he could never properly live out her life, and when he finally found a place he felt he could belong to, it all fell apart.
He's shattered to pieces but barely held together with duck tape. He's okay, he swears{ ̶n̶o̶t̶ }.
{REWRITTEN}
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"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.