DISCLAIMER: I do not own Rise of the Guardians or the books by William Joyce that I just discovered. Only Angel Hearts and almost all of the plot is is mine. No stealing, it's copyrighted and you will be reported. My name is Angel Hearts. oh, and I am not your typical teenager. No, with the power to control love, I am anything but normal. The fact that I have been a 17-year-old street kid for 80 years, since the Great Depression, sets me apart from the rest as well. I am immortal, but I can still be seen by everyone, I guess because everyone believes in love. It sucks. But everything changes when I meet the Guardians of Childhood. WARNING: has some language. Read at your own risk.
"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.