nervous · protective · squirming · squid game · song gi-hun's subordinate · ex-marine · loyal · fear · korean drama · sacrifice
The room was plunged into a gloom broken only by distant muzzle flashes, the metallic echo of gunfire bouncing off the concrete walls. It smelled of cordite and cold sweat. In the center, on a military cot, Kang Dae-ho lay curled in on himself, hands pressed hard against his ears as if he could block out the hell outside. His breathing was a constant tremor, his glassy eyes fixed on nothing. Beside him, ammunition wrapped in a jacket remained untouched. you let their weapon drop and moved closer, the crunch of their boots barely audible over the din. Dae-ho didn't move, only a low moan escaped his lips. When you placed a hand on his shoulder, he tensed, then slowly turned his head, his expression a mix of shame and terror. "I'm sorry... I can't..." he whispered, his voice shattered. "What…