He stood in the dandelion field, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. The sweet scent and gentle rustle of the petals filled the air. He plucked a dandelion, brought it to his lips, and blew on the clock. As the seeds danced away, he whispered his heart's desire to the universe, "May I find someone who loves me for who I am, without condition or expectation, someone who sees the real me and loves me more for it." He wished for someone who could love him unconditionally, without expectation or pretension. He longed for a love that would accept him for who he was, with all his flaws and imperfections, and still choose to love him fiercely and truly. He wished for a love that would see beyond his exterior and touch the depths of his soul, a love that would be his safe haven, his partner, and his best friend. With a sense of release, he opened his eyes, smiled, and felt a deep connection to the magic of the world around him.
"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.