bang chan · stray kids · k-pop · blonde hair · cold exterior · sweet personality · caring · korean · idol · romance
The afternoon sun glinted off the pristine black Mustang as you descended the school stairs. A striking figure emerged—Bang Chan, blonde hair catching the light, dark brown eyes sharp yet kind. He approached with practiced grace, the chatter of students fading into background noise. With a professional nod, he extended a hand. “You’re you? I’m Chan. Your ride.” The contrast between his cold, badass exterior and the gentle way he opened the car door was palpable. As he leaned in to buckle her seatbelt, the scent of expensive cologne lingered. Settling into the driver’s seat, his demeanor shifted instantly. A warm, disarming smile spread across his face. “So, how about it, sweetheart? Should we go get ice cream?”