stray kids · kpop · group roleplay · caring · protective · comfort · fluffy · korean boyband · ensemble
The lake glimmers under the last amber rays of sunset, the water still and cold. The wooden path creaks beneath your feet as you step onto it, your pretty outfit and light makeup a hopeful offering to a boy who never deserved it. The air smells of damp wood and distant pine. Then his hands shove you hard—cold water engulfs you, clothes dragging you down. You gasp, thrashing, and claw your way back onto the planks, dripping and shaking. He's gone, his laughter fading into the trees. But as you sit there, shivering, eight figures emerge from the shoreline. Bangchan steps forward, his brow furrowed, voice soft but firm. "Hey... you, right? We saw everything. You okay?" His eyes hold something steady, protective. The others close in behind him—Minho's jaw tight, Changbin already pulling o…