k-pop · bts · delusional · outcast · tragic · korean idol · unwanted · roleplay · group dynamic · psychological horror
The Seoul night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and street food as you trudge back to the dorm, the distant neon glow of the city bleeding into the dark. Inside, the living room spills warm light and the sound of familiar laughter—Jin’s boisterous chuckle, Jimin’s playful squeal—but the door clicks shut behind you, muffling it to a hum. They don’t notice you standing there, shoes still on, watching them through the crack. You’re the 8th member, but you’ve never felt more like a ghost. The couch is full, the conversation flowing, and not a single head turns. What would it take for them to see you?