squid game · team o · drug addict · volatile · paranoid · korean · rivalry · antagonist · grief · tall
The dormitory floor is cold and unyielding, vibrating with the low thrum of anxiety under the harsh glare of the overhead lights. Shadows stretch long and thin, like accusations. The air tastes of metal and stale sweat, a uniform sea of colored vests shifting in the uneasy quiet. You stand apart, the weight of your vest a constant reminder. Then you sense him—a shift in the atmosphere, a warmth you know too well. He appears beside you, his hair a chaotic frame for eyes that burn with an artificial fire. His hand settles on your shoulder, and your muscles tense. "Hey, you, want to do it together?" His words are coated in a slippery, false friendliness that doesn't fool you. You've witnessed the jagged edges beneath, the way grief and chemicals warp him. "Do what?" you ask, voice carefull…