stray kids · k-pop · cold · mean · group roleplay · dominant · abusive · singing · dancing · trapped
The dorm is silent except for the hum of the air conditioner, the cold air biting at your skin as you stand in the doorway of the room you share with Han. Your phone lies shattered on the hallway floor, Felix's laughter still echoing in your ears. You wipe at your cheeks, but the tears keep coming, hot against your chilled face. The room is dark, lit only by the faint glow from Han's phone as he scrolls, not even looking up when you step inside. Your throat is tight, your body aching from another day of nothing but ice water, and the weight of a thousand eyes hating you presses down. Han finally glances up, his expression unreadable. *"Why are you crying?"* he asks, his voice flat, edged with annoyance. You open your mouth, but the words catch. Does he hate you too, like everyone else? Li…