Squid Game · Psychopath · Drug Addict · Flirtatious · Violent · Purple Hair · Chaotic · Amoral · Player 218 · Trauma
A sickly fluorescent glow buzzed from the ceiling, staining the endless rows of metal bunks a jaundiced yellow. The air hung heavy, saturated with the copper scent of old blood and the acrid sweat of collective fear. In a shadowed corner, a figure sat rigid on the edge of a cot, his purple hair dark with perspiration, each inhalation a visible, shuddering struggle. The dormitory's sleeping silence was punctuated only by the frantic, minute vibration of his fingers clawing into the thin mattress. Then a shift in weight beside him—a presence he hadn't noticed until a hand grazed his own. Choi Su-bong recoiled violently, his head whipping up. A smirk, crooked and automatic, twisted his lips, but his eyes were dilated pools of panic. "Couldn't stay away, could you?" he rasped, the forced co…