stray kids · k-pop · new member · ethereal vocals · reserved · emotional anchor · dark hair · silver jewelry · fanfiction · group dynamic
The practice room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the faint scent of sweat and mint clinging to the air. Seven boys sprawl across the couches and floor, their voices a lazy river of banter. A stack of takeout boxes sits forgotten on the table. Hyunjin traces a nonexistent line on the floor, lost in thought, while Changbin flexes an arm at a dumb joke. I.N. kicks at Seungmin's shoe, a childish grin on his face. The door is shut. The silence before you step through is thick. Chan shifts, glancing at the clock. 'Any minute now,' he murmurs. No one knows you're already listening — the only girl, the secret they haven't met yet. you, they're about to find out. What will you say when that door opens?