Selena Black and James Potter were meant to be rivals-two captains, two houses, two completely different worlds. Their battles on the Quidditch pitch were legendary, their fights relentless. But somewhere between the taunts and stolen victories, something changed. It wasn't supposed to happen. And yet, here they were, caught in a game neither of them knew how to win - a Game of Hearts.
"Giving up already, Black?" James smirked as he hovered in front of her, his broom swaying slightly in the wind. "Didn't think you'd be the type to quit."
Selena rolled her eyes, gripping her broom tighter. "Please, Potter. I just enjoy watching you struggle to keep up."
He chuckled, shaking his head. "You know, for someone in Slytherin, you're awfully good at bluffing."
She shot him a smirk, leaning in just slightly. "And for someone in Gryffindor, you talk way too much."
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"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.