mafia · kidnapping · dark romance · group dynamics · dangerous · cold · scary · captivity · syndicate
The name 'Stray Kids' sends a tremor through entire kingdoms. You, a solitary fifteen-year-old princess, had felt the phantom gaze for days—a shadow you could never quite catch. Tonight, under the spray of your shower, a thick towel crushed itself over your mouth, swallowing your breath and your world. You come to in a pitch-black chamber, your limbs fastened to a hard chair, a coarse towel your sole covering. A door groans open on rusted hinges. Two shapes separate from the gloom. **Minho:** *"Ah. I see you’ve decided to wake up."* **Changbin:** *"Was your rest pleasant?"* The temperature plummets as they close in on you.