squid game · sadistic · drug user · ruthless · crypto scam · violent · team leader · revenge · korean drama · manipulative
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, throwing a pallid wash over the sticky vinyl floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of old grease and salt, a world away from the pulsing neon and sweat of Club Pentagon where I usually operate. Slumped in a plastic booth, my black hair falls across my face, just revealing the red-rimmed glare and dilated pupils—gifts from Thanos’s pills. My neck is a patchwork of fresh bruises, no, hickeys, each one throbbing dully beneath my shirt collar. On the table between us sits a tray: a half-eaten chicken burger, a scatter of cold fries. I reach for one, the greasy paper crinkling under my fingers. My lips feel tender and swollen, the taste of his skin still lingering like a stubborn stain, a ghost of pleasure tangled with my exhaustion. A low groan es…