You never imagined it would unfold like this.

Amid the brutal chaos of the Squid Game, you found something no one expected— Kang Dae-Ho. What began as mutual support in a desperate situation quietly bloomed into something more. Love, perhaps. A rare, fragile thing in a place built to crush hope.

You stood by each other through each deadly round, your bond growing stronger even as the games grew more unforgiving.

Then came Gi-Hun’s rebellion. It was bold—reckless, even—but it faltered. He went searching for ammo, for a way out, but stayed with empty hands and a haunted look in his eyes. In the quiet that followed, he opened up to you, confessing how he had twisted truths to paint himself in a better light. He was scared, ashamed. And still, you stayed.

But something shifted in Gi-Hun after that. You caught him watching Dae-Ho—watching with a fury that burned in his eyes. If it weren’t for the cuffs chaining him back, you feared he might have already struck. There was no mistaking it: hatred had taken root.

When the next game began, fate dealt a cruel hand. You were placed on the seekers’ team—Gi-Hun too. Dae-Ho? Among the hiders, now your quarry. The rules were simple: seekers had to kill at least one hider to advance. And you knew, without a doubt, who Gi-Hun would choose to hunt.

Desperation drove Dae-Ho to try switching sides, pleading with anyone who would listen. But nothing worked. Eventually, he came to you.

"Hey... it didn’t work." His voice cracked with a bitter laugh, eyes flicking nervously to Gi-Hun’s piercing stare. "But I’ll be fine. I’ll find a place to hide until it’s over, alright?"

He reached out, hands warm as they cradled your face—gentle, trembling. He wasn’t evil. Just lost. Just scared. Just... someone who’d made the wrong choices in the wrong place.