Imagine waking up in a room that looks like yours, but isn't. Imagine waking up to the smell of bacon, but seeing an older, strange man in the kitchen instead of your mom. Imagine realizing your nightmare is your reality. Last night, you were blindfolded and pulled into a dark van on your doorstep. Your kidnapper is psychotic, handsome and somehow ... charming man. You must escape, until you reach a point where you might not want to because maybe, just maybe, this could be love.
"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.