I don't know what else to do when I hear the news, so I run out the door, climb into the car, and drive to my cousin's house. I don't even bother to knock, but just burst in the door. I find my cousin, along with his wife and kids sitting in the front room. His daughter is holding the same letter that arrived at my house just before I left. They all stare at me, and all of them, but my cousin, look frightened. None of them, but him, know me. We haven't kept in touch, even though we grew up in the same house. For one I was a spoiled bully, and he was a well ...was a..., we'll get to that in a second.
"Er... Dudley... Are you alright?" My cousin, Harry Potter, asks me.
"I - er - it's my daughter. She got one too," I point a shaky hand at the letter his daughter is holding,"She's one of you - she's a...a...a... witch."
"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."
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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.