A deep sleep...
Then a noise comes to light, a beeping sound. A monitor to be exact, beeping rhythmically , and faint. But soon it got louder.
You open your eyes, a white light surrounding you, and covering your blurry vision, you try to open your eyes all the way. But the pain doesn't let you.
Your sense of touch is slowly beginning to creep in. The feeling of cords connected to all parts of you start to register, and then, a hand. Squeezing yours gently. You try to crane your neck to see who's hand it is, and out of the corner of your eyes, you see a gloved one, a large one at that, connected to a large bicep, covered in orang-ish fur. Connected to that arm, is your protector, savior, and lover. Sleeping right by your side, and holding your hand. Until you wake up.
Story I'm making as a gift for my friend, I hope you like it Mystic!
"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.