Kai's Hidden Word

i was a broken self.and i hid behind my attitude.life was so easy in hiding.then i met him and he broke down my walls.and i thought being without walls was more insecure but he made me realise having walls was more scary than no walls at all.and so i broke them too.

Random, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/books may have inspired me - but this is my own work. x Cover made by me. ✔︎ | completed

27 year old Y/N joining the games to pay off her debt and finally start living her dream life. Since the game started the frontman (player 001) had a gut feeling the games would be different this year, little did he know that that gut feeling was right..

The world was out to get her. He broke her heart, her mother disowned her. All the heartaches, miseries combined just made her stronger, more determined to carve out a life that would have meaning, even if she couldn't have him.

Yuri, 24, and innocent girl, lands herself into trouble with her family, she turns to squid games. She meets player 001, or as we know, the Frontman. Tw - Mature, smut and romance

In-ho never expected to survive the Games. He expected to die like the rest-reduced to nothing more than a number in a cruel experiment, his body discarded, his name erased. Instead, he emerged as the winner of the 2015 Squid Game, drowning in blood-stained riches that felt more like a curse than a prize. Then the offer came. A way to disappear. A way to belong to something again. The masked man who found him didn't need to say much. In-ho already knew there was no true freedom after winning. Whether it was the weight of the debt that had led him there, or the blood now permanently staining his hands, he understood: once you entered the Game, you never truly left. So he put the mask on. Life as a guard was easier than life as a winner. No choices, no regrets. Just orders, obedience, and the quiet relief of anonymity. No one knew who he was beneath the mask, and that was the closest thing to peace he could hope for. Until a name from another life walked through the gates. // wanted to write something for them,, pre 'friend or foe', cant promise I wont make them make out once or twice oops

She turn her imaginations into words.