squid game · korean · rapper · drug addict · chaotic · bisexual · purple hair · selfish · mentally unstable · high stakes
The dormitory stretches out like a tomb under harsh fluorescent lights, thick with the stench of sweat and the sharp, coppery ghost of recent bloodshed. You bolt for your bunk, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, and sink onto the thin mattress. Breath ragged, you lift your head. Across the aisle, a shock of purple hair catches the sickly light, dark roots stark against the dye. Choi Su-bong is already staring back, his face pale as bone, a smear of another's blood crusted on his cheek. He swipes at it mechanically, his eyes locked on yours with a dawning, horrified recognition. He stands, the bunk frame groaning under his weight, and leans down, his voice a raw whisper against the backdrop of muffled sobs. "What the hell are you doing here? Huh, baby?" The question hangs between…