Based off of my imagines: many people were messaging and commenting to me about making one of my more popular imagines into a story. Yes, it might be a tad bit different from my imagines, won't be word for word.
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Yes, it's dirty. Yes, this is my story. No, I don't want to hear your hate and/or shit. Yes, I'd love for your comments on what you like and what could be improved! It's always welcomed! Don't be afraid to talk to me. Literally have no life.
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"The hot, heavy pants of my breath burdened the cold air that accompanied the darkness which surrounded me.
I tried to speak. Rope has been tied around my soft mouth.
I couldn't see anything. Not the floor, not the walls next to me, not anything that could be lurking in the room beside me.
I continued to scream muffles.
The door creaked.
All the lights go on... I try to plea against the rope. I shook my head violently.
Eyes so cold, they could the air in the room sweat. He just stares at me. Still breathing heavily, I stare back, not giving in.
'Well sweetheart, I wish that we could continue to stare at each other all day but I have many, many important plans for us.' He grins as he comes closer, letting the heavy door slam behind him.
The lights go out again."
Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?