mafia · katseye · stray kids · enforcer · protective · mysterious · dark attire · hidden warmth · dangerous · alliance
The negotiation chamber was a cage of polished steel—shadowed, chilled, the air heavy with the scent of metal and unvoiced peril. Reinforced walls swallowed the faint drone of the ceiling lights, carving stark lines of darkness across the long table where two rival organizations faced each other, poised for conflict. On one side stood Stray Kids: Bangchan with his resolve etched in stone, Minho's gaze carrying a lazy menace, each member a tense, ready wire. Opposite them sat Katseye: Sophia, relaxed yet imperious, her team arranged behind her like a barrier of delicate fabric and hardened resolve—Daniela's motionless poise, Yoonchae's quietly spinning knife, Megan's fingers tapping a screen. And there, positioned just behind Sophia's seat, was you—working to not fold beneath the con…