Confoederatio Helvetica, aka Switzerland. Known for guns, chocolate, and neutrality; currently on the run. The apocalypse has occurred. Only, it wasn't the way we planned it. The whole world has become a great police world, ruled under select rulers, obeying under one ruler. The nations are being contained and forced to forget themselves in a building at an unknown location in the middle of nowhere, locked away from the rest of the world to prevent their people from rising up against the total control. However, Basch remembered one day and escaped, now he needs to get back. The problem is, he's being hunted down by the officers, as well as countries still in the trance to obey.
"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.