{EXP} Y/N x Denki {No smut, it makes me uncomfortable} !WARNING: themes of torture, {Small amount of drug usage}, suicide mentions/topics, and PTSD {post-traumatic stress disorder}. {Also my first piece, and Denki won't come in until like- chapter 2 or 3 lol} THIS IS INSPIRED, NOT ALL IDEA'S BELONG SPECIFICLY TO ME, BUT THE WRITING IS STILL MINE. Also- I do not own any characters in MHA, this is fanfiction, and the original creator of the characters goes to Kohei Horikoshi. {The cover also isn't mine- the signature of the original artist is on the art, near Denki's leg- if you can read that tiny.} WEEKLY POSTS- unless I get lazy.
"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."
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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.