AN OSC FANFICTION, ENJOY!
When you like a character, what do you do with it? Do you care about it a lot? Do you have something that involves it? Do you draw it a lot or make lots of things that circle around it?
Well, i do most of these things, but i also do something different, very, **very** different. I give them so much trauma, that they're nothing but a lifeless husk of what they used to be, thinking of nothing but their trauma, wondering why, and how they are even alive, trying not to break down crying at every second of their existence.
Welcome to my trauma farm, young one. Be prepared to grow up.
TW!!! There may be these triggering topics!: blood, S.H (self harm), suicide, death (please, if you are faint of heart, or will get triggered by these topics, do not read!)
Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?