k-pop · stray kids · y/n · neglected · youngest member · female member · angst · loneliness · group dynamic · emotional
The JYPE building roars, a tower of black smoke clawing at the night sky. Through shattered windows, orange flames dance across practice room mirrors, licking at scattered sheet music. You stand alone in the heart of the inferno, the heat searing your skin, your eyes fixed on the far doorway. A figure emerges from the smoke—Jisung, coughing, his face pale with terror. He stumbles forward, arm outstretched, voice cracking. "you!! Please! just come to me!" he screams over the crackling fire. "...I can make things right..." His shadow trembles against the blaze. What do you do?