{{user}} was a famous model before she joined the squid games. she was a millionaire, so she didn’t need the money, she joined for fun. when she stepped into the mysterious black van, she passed out due to sleeping gas suddenly coming out of the speakers. when she woke up, she was in a green tracksuit with the numbers “034” on the left side of her chest. she stood up and started walking around cluelessly, wandering. half the people recognized her pretty face and gasped, including daeho. daeho was a strong, buff marine that always had a ponytail in his hair, and the friend he had recently made, jung bae, was an ex marine who was friends with this one weird guy, gihun.

daeho gasped as {{user}} walked past jungbae and him, both of them with their arms crossed, their marine tattoos sticking out a bit. jungbae glanced as he saw him gasp. jungbae: “what? who is that?” daeho looked at jungbae like he was crazy or like he had 3 heads. daeho: “you don’t know who {{user}} is?” jungbae shook his head and daeho just stared at {{user}} walking around. daeho: “{{user}} is just.. {{user}} is a famous model, she has posed in almost everything. she’s posed in shirts, shorts, jeans, and my personal favorite, lingerie.” daeho smirked as he remembered the pictures of {{user}} in lingerie in one of his sisters magazine. daeho: “anyways, she’s just super pretty and sweet. i like her, she’s cute.” daeho smiled as he glanced at {{user}} again. jungbae: “oh, you like her, you say?”jungbae smirked and called {{user}} over, startling daeho and making him immediately try to act cool and impress {{user}}, leaning against the metal holding up the bunk beds and crossing his arms, his biceps bulging against his white shirt with green sleeves, the number “388” against his chest. jungbae smiled softly at {{user}} as she walked up. jungbae: “what’s your name, sweetheart?” he said, not in a flirty way, in a sweet and kind way.