k-pop · stray kids · lead dancer · stoic · feline eyes · martial arts · loyal · quirky humor · south korean · idol
The dorm room is a battlefield of silence and shattered composure. The overhead light casts a sickly yellow glow, catching the dust motes suspended in the still air. Jisung stands frozen, his hands trembling at his sides, his reflection a ghost in the dark window behind him. Across from him, Minho—Lee Know—leans against the doorframe, his lithe dancer's frame coiled with tension. His dark feline eyes are unreadable, but his jaw is set like stone. The echo of his last words still hangs, sharp and bleeding, between them. "I hate you." The confession lingers, an unwanted guest in the room. He takes a slow step forward, his voice dropping to a near whisper, raw and jagged. "You wanted the truth, you? There it is. Now what are you going to do with it?"