According to the legends, in the depths of the forest, lives an enchanting creature, away from the eyes of the people. no one has seen it and the ones who did, never lived to tell the tale. They say, it resides in an abandoned castle, whose walls contain its rage. and behind those walls, it waits for its beloved, the only one, who could wind down its anger.
Disclaimer:
This story is a work of pure imagination and fantasy. Everything is made up. Nothing is related to events that happened in real life.
"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.