I Don't Give A Damn | Squid game x Reader

Chapter 10 | Just like him

(Y/N) was taken to different parts of the facility where the hallways were covered in black marble, only looking like places where the rich would walk in. The more they walked, just made (Y/N) wonder where on earth was she going to? She knew asking the guard wouldn't give her any answers, but looking around, it was obvious she wouldn't be returning to the bunk-bed room. (Y/N) put pressure on her arm that was still slowly bleeding while still feeling each pulsing pain coming from it. She pondered how she was going to fix herself up?  She didn't have any string or needle to sew in sight. That's when (Y/N) remembered Gi-hun. Were they both going to return back home still? Suddenly the guard stopped in front of an elevator that had opened by itself. He turned to face player 026 who was drenched in blood and looked traumatized, to say the least. How much he pity the girl, he had no time for emotions.

"The elevator will take you up to someplace and you'll be introduced with someone." He plainly told her.

    The guard stepped aside and watched as player 026 walked inside the elevator with the door closing right behind her.  The trip in the elevator was quick and once the door reopened she saw someone was already waiting for her arrival. (Y/N) analyzed the man that was a couple of feet in front of her who wore a long black raincoat, gray dress pants, and a black mask that covered all of his face. He wasn't any like of guards that (Y/N) had encountered but it seemed like he must be the leader out of all of them. As (Y/N) observed him, the Frontman finally got a good look at his daughter he hadn't seen in years. She was taller then he remembered but not as tall as him just yet.

    Seeing so much blood flowing down, he knew he would have to stitch her wrist and arm right back up. It was imperative he spoke, but he took a second to prepare his mind for what (Y/N) would think seeing him. Considering, he hadn't been in her life for a couple of years and that they are meeting at the worst place possible. Life was not on the Frontman side today. Or was it ever? He took a deep breath, as he took his mask off to reveal his face to (Y/N) who stayed silent for a moment. Her mind was processing what she was seeing, hoping she had become delusional but as she pinched herself. She knew what she was seeing was real. His brown eyes gazing back at hers held memories that were long forgotten, impossible to unwind. Earlier in the games, she thought maybe her father might have been there and turns out she was right. How she wished wasn't correct, as it means that everything that had happened was his doing. And what was she supposed to say to him? 
Or act? She didn't even know how she was supposed to feel for god sake! The first time she sees him it's when she had fought for her goddamn life just for the prize money. Was she supposed to feel happy? Excited? Angry? Upset? At the moment, she was feeling all kinds of emotions mixed, like a frappuccino being made. The attention surged up more while they looked at each other,  it became unbearable for the Frontman to continue on like this, so he finally broke the silence.

"(Y/N)." The Frontman said.

    That immediately brought      (Y/N) back to reality with her thoughts pumping inside her mind still, not daring to be forgotten. She bit her lips, unsure what to say next. She couldn't bear to even say the word father to him, not after seeing him for many years. He doesn't deserve that title. That's when (Y/N) quickly remembered her uncle and was now concerned if he was alright.

"I expected you to have aged."    (Y/N) flatly responded without breaking eye contact.

    The Frontman was caught off guard by the comment, but then again, what did he expect? 

"I have, but not with my looks." He said before the telephone started to ring.

The Frontman rolled his eyes as placed his mask back on and proceeded to walk over to the telephone. While the frontman answered his call, (Y/N) took the opportunity to walk up the fancy sofa and up to the tv screen that was on.  At first, (Y/N) wasn't focusing on the screen of the tv since she was looking for a needle or sting to repair her arm. That was until the screen got a close-up of Sang-woo's body, which got (Y/N) eyes averted back on tv.  She watched as Sang-woo's lifeless body was being placed inside the casket with guards carrying it away. Sang-woo could have been alive. She kept repeating to herself over and over again, at which she hadn't noticed her father was right next to her.
When the Frontman was done answering his call, he noticed (Y/N) was staring at the screen that was showing player 218 deceased body. He walked over to her while taking his mask off once again. Standing beside her, he could tell from her expression that she still blamed herself for the choice she had made. Although he was grateful that (Y/N) didn't agree to end the game, she still had to suffer the loss of her friendships that she made during the days in the game. As soon as the Frontman retrieved the remote, he turned off the television, allowing (Y/N) to finally stop staring at the screen. She blinked a couple of times pushing those tears back in her telling herself to compose her feelings.