"It's peaceful, you go under, and you hear nothing, you feel nothing, you're just at peace. I wonder, you know, if that's what it's like once you pass on, you don't hear, feel, see, you just stop, its warm. it's peace for me"
Paxton Peterson was a swimmer. It's what he was born to do, and since he was the age of one; he was in the water almost everyday. Most people feel at home in their room with their blankets pulled up. Not Paxton. Paxton felt at home in the water, at the bottom of the pool, the warm water encompassing his body. He felt safe, protected.
"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.