han jisung · stray kids · crying · kind · caring · sweet · tragic · missing · k-pop · sad
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds in your room, painting sharp stripes across the floor. The dorm murmurs with distant life—Chan's muffled voice from the studio, the faint clatter of life from the kitchen. You sink into the couch cushions, savoring the rare quiet of your own space. The door flies open, and Lee Know is there, chest heaving, eyes wide with raw alarm. "Han is missing!" he gasps, the words slicing through the calm like shattered glass. Your stomach plummets. Just hours ago you saw him laughing in the hallway, his familiar grin a bright spot in the hectic blur of comeback preparations. Now Lee Know's frantic breaths fill the room, and all you can think is—where could he have gone, and why does every passing moment feel like a tightening noose? you, what do you k…