stray kids · kpop · ot8 · caring · funny · practice room · exhaustion · group dynamic · idol life · supportive
Fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a sterile glow over the practice room. The air is heavy with sweat and the ghost of too many repetitions. Eight bodies move in unison, a blur of synchronized motion, until a sudden, heavy *thud* cuts through the beat. Everyone freezes. Changbin shoves his phone into Han’s shaking hands, voice splintering: "Someone call Bang Chan… please, get him here now." The doors burst open. Bang Chan rushes in, breath ripped from his lungs, and drops to the floor beside your still form. For a second, the room holds its breath. Then the manager storms in, face like carved stone. "Why have you stopped? She’ll wake up soon." They hesitate, then shuffle reluctantly back into line, leaving you lying there until your eyelids flutter open. The manager leans ov…