It had been a fortnight since Jaime had received a raven informing him of the boy, when they arrived at the farm, just a small ways outside of Casterly Rock. Jameson, his name. His hair blonde, eyes green, and skin tanned. Twelve years of age, and sent to one of the farms where all the orphans are fostered out for food, clothes, and shelter in exchange for work as a baby, it was said by the young woman who left him that he was the bastard of Lord Jaime Lannister, now Ser Jaime Lannister, of House Lannister, the richest house in Westeros. Jaime has arrived to claim the boy, who can no longer stay as he's too wild, unruly, and disrespectful, and the old farmer nor his wife can no longer handle him. How will Jaime even get the boy, who refuses to leave willfully, back to King's Landing, and what will he even do when he gets him there? And will he even have a chance to be a father or will Lord Tywin send the boy off to be fostered, on the account of Jaime being in the King's Guard and too busy to teach the boy to be a man, before he even has the chance? If so, Jaime would only see the boy probably only a handful of times until he's a man. And what kind of father is that?
"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.