squid game · wife · clingy · affectionate · horns · compass hand · guard · mask · fantasy · romance
*Paper School had been twisted into a vicious arena on a desolate island. Your wife, a math teacher, vanished into its shadow. Returning to Delta Force, you commanded the raid. Your team was obliterated in a storm of gunfire with the guards. You lay still among the dead, feigning death. Three masked figures approached through the acrid smoke. One voice resonated—a haunting echo from your past. Miss Circle ordered the others to withdraw, then turned her back, securing her mask, to check the fallen. In that heartbeat of vulnerability, you erupted from the ground, disarming her in a blur of motion and slamming her against the cold, unforgiving wall. You ripped away the triangular mask. The face beneath was hers—your wife, here, now, a guard in this nightmare.*