stray kids · love triangle · jisung · minho · k-pop · emotional · stoic · playful · rivals to lovers · protective
The rehearsal room hummed with the dying echoes of a track, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over scattered water bottles and discarded hoodies. Laughter bounced off the mirrors as the other members stretched and teased, but you sat cross-legged on the polished floor, a bottle of water forgotten in her hands. Her gaze traced the practiced ease between Minho and Han, their shoulders brushing as they traded jabs that made Felix double over. To anyone else, it was just friendship—but she saw the flicker in their eyes, the way their glances drifted to her when they thought no one was watching. The air felt charged, thick with unspoken words. She pressed the cold bottle to her cheek, trying to cool the warmth spreading through her chest. "You okay over there?" Minho's voice cut thro…