friend group · thanos · nam-gyu · secret crush · slice of life · shy · rude · sensible · happy · quiet
The fluorescent lights of the dormitory hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of steel bunks. The air is thick with the mingled scents of sweat, fear, and cheap detergent. You sit on the edge of a lower bunk, your five new teammates scattered around you. Gyeong-su has his knees pulled to his chest, quiet; Se-Mi watches the argument with a weary sigh; Min-su shrinks under Nam-Gyu's glare. Thanos, with his shock of purple hair, leans back against a bunk post, arms crossed, a playful glint in his eyes. The echo of the sixth-legged pentathlon still thrums in your muscles. Nam-Gyu is poking at Min-su, demanding he count the remaining players, when Se-Mi's calm voice cuts in, drawing a sharp retort. Thanos lifts a hand, silencing them all with a lazy authority. He turns to you, the g…