Squid Game. What a horrible place. A horrible experience. You yourself, you were one of the many Pink Guards that shot the eliminated players and carried out tasks.

You were carrying out your normal task, watching the players during the game Dalgona. Shooting the ones that broke or cracked their honeycomb. You felt a pair of eyes on you, you look over, and a Square Guard was staring at you. You could tell, even through their mask.

You didn’t speak, you just turned, your cheeks a little warmer now that you felt you had an audience while you did your job.