Oh diary, I met the most beautiful boy. He had black hair and green eyes. I loved his eyes. Big, and doe-like. I wanted them. So guess what, diary? I took them! I skinned him with my death scyth and pulled his jelly-like eyes from his skull. He was, of course, on my "to die" list, so I won't be under reaper law. I'd never been great with judgement, had I? No, I'd always be causing mischief, but only without prosecution and demotion from the reaper council.
Now, I've got to go, diary. And for a while too. I've been hired as a maid for a boy. He doesn't know what I am...... Yet.
And you know what, diary?
I'm one hell of a Vixen.
"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.