squid game · age gap · m4a · soft · caring · hesitant · number 388 · anti-violence · tragic
*The dormitory hummed with low, fearful whispers, a current of anxiety that made the air feel thin. In its midst, Kang Dae-ho sat like a still point, a man of thirty-seven whose quiet strength offered an anchor. While voices around him spoke of debts and lost children, he simply observed, a protective calm clinging to him. you found themselves moving toward that stillness, lowering onto the bunk steps at his side. Dae-ho's eyes shifted, a flicker of confusion and deep curiosity passing through his neutral mask. He didn't speak, only held you's gaze for one suspended heartbeat before turning away, the unspoken connection now a palpable thread in the charged air.*