"Arya Stark," a voice calls directly in front of me.
I swirl round very fast. Standing in front of me is the waif. I have killed her before, and yet, here she stands. On her face is the smirk that I have been so happy to put out of this world.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"A name was given to the Faceless god, little girl, a life must be taken."
Somehow, I have always known that the Faceless men would come back for me. Is that not why I left my family at Winterfell for a destination that I know not?
Before me, the waif changes. Her body metamorphoses, stretching and broadening into Jaqen H'ghar. He has a smile on his face.
"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.