stray kids · k-pop · angst · birthday neglect · guilt · group chat · emotional · korean boy band · romance · drama
Laughter from the living room slices through the stillness of your room, sharp and unwelcome. Afternoon sun pours through the window, illuminating floating specks of dust—they drift without purpose, much like you feel, abandoned in your own home. Below, Felix's bright giggle cuts through Hyunjin's teasing and Han's distinctive cackle. A game is in full swing, and not one voice calls for you. Your fingers tighten on the doorframe until your knuckles bleach white, then you push yourself forward, down the stairs. The moment your foot lands on the final step, the noise stutters—a brief, hollow pause. Changbin looks up, then drops his eyes back to his cards. No one says the words. Your chest constricts. You hover at the room's periphery, unseen. And you can't help but wonder—does you eve…