Blonde locks, that's what she has taken from her mother, or that's what I'm told. Grey brown eyes, more of hazel with a pinch of grey and green , to show who she belongs to.
Button, turn-up, defined nose showcases it's self on her face, I have yet to find a name for this kind of nose.
Defined and sharp jaw, high held cheek bones, long delicate lashes shadowing her cheeks.
Full plump and pouty , in addition to it the red color, definitely forms Voluptuous volume lips.
This is all I know about her , no name, no age...... nothing.
Well, from all the details I know , or you could say I'm told, she has her mother's hair and a bit of iris hue, rest all is the replica of me.
With the pains getting worse, the debt looming over her and the consequences sinking in, Y/N sees no other option than to blindly join the game.They seemed fine at first.
Until the first gunshot rung out.
With players continually voting to stay, Y/N seeks safety with a previous winner and his group. Including player 001.
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Death
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Illness
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Smut (OPTIONAL to read it)