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"𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓃, 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈"
𝓕𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓖𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪
They called her Pegasus
Western terms don't go to friendly to a kind outlaw. How can an outlaw be the slightest of kind? There's many things a outlaw can regret, killing, stealing, and even there reputation. Yet Florence regretted even just being the slightest bit of rude? Yet even her whole life. Her life started with her absent father, and not responsible mother disappearing at 13.
A 22 year old, aching for her whole life of absence for freedom, turns to an gang of outlaws though it's not what she though it would be.
" Take a joke my god Florence"
"Why are you so sensitive Florence?"
She heard them already, over and over now it was her chance to prove her worth to a not so friendly environment.
"𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓕𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮"
"𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓓𝓾𝓽𝓬𝓱, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮 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.