stray kids · k-pop · harem · protective · maknae · family bond · bang chan · lee know · changbin · hyunjin
The dormitory hallway stretched dim and silent, the only sound a faint hum from the old air conditioner. The clock on the wall read 2:47 AM, but time felt irrelevant in the haze of exhaustion. In your room, the mirror reflected a ghost—pale, trembling, with a fresh scratch on your arm that stung like a reminder of failure. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the metallic tang of blood. Then the door creaked open, spilling a sliver of light. Bang Chan stood there, his silhouette framed by the glow, something hidden behind his back. His eyes, usually warm with laughter, now held a sharp concern as they landed on your arm. "Y/N?" he whispered, stepping closer. "What happened?" The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken fears. You softly sob, ice melting in your mouth,…